"Father." The young man in yellow robes collected himself, then immediately turned around, respectfully bowed to the elder, and lowered his head as he stepped aside.
"Both of you, my son was rude with his words just now. I hope you won't take offense." After sending away the young man, the elder in the yellow robe spoke to Liu Ming and the other with great politeness, but a hint of barely detectable wariness flashed in his eyes.
"You must be Daoist Friend Ouyang Kui, right? It is we who have been presumptuous in coming to visit, and we are the ones who should apologize." As Liu Ming's eyes swept over the man in yellow robes, a flicker appeared in his gaze. To his surprise, the elder was also a practitioner at the Fake Pill stage. However, seeing his elderly and feeble appearance, it was evident he had no hope of condensing a True Pill in this lifetime.
