Outside the door, an elderly man approached rapidly. He appeared to be in his seventies, with slightly yellowing hair. He wore a full beard, and with his hair and beard tied back, he looked like an enraged lion.
"Liu… Head Liu…" Gao Feng's forehead began to sweat profusely upon seeing the man.
He had never expected Liu Changyun to be so fast, tracking him down directly to his door. The most crucial thing was that the man's entrance had utterly shattered his understanding of the world; it was simply too shocking!
Previously, he had harbored doubts about the intelligence, thinking perhaps there had been some misunderstanding. But now, he was almost certain that Liu Changyun had indeed reached the realm of a half-step Grandmaster.
