The mentor and disciple duo stood at the street corner waiting, as a black van approached and parked nearby.
"Old Luo, get in."
Zhao Shousui rolled down the car window and greeted.
"Hahaha, Elder Zhao, long time no see."
"Hello, Elder Zhao."
After Meng Chuan finished greeting, he followed his mentor into the back seat.
Once inside the car, he noticed a young man wearing a pine-and-crane robe seated at the front passenger seat.
Though thin, he was comparatively lean...
Overall considered agile, while he also had long hair styled in an ancient manner, secured with a slender silver hairpin.
The young man turned around facing him and his mentor, clasped his fists making the Daoist salutational gesture.
"Wudang Wang Ye, met Grandmaster Luo, Xiaomeng."
"... Ping'an Middle School Meng Chuan, hello."
After the two exchanged greetings, Meng Chuan looked peculiarly at the mentor-disciple pair.