Although the newcomer was somewhat confused by the situation at the moment, Xuancheng, though being the Sect Master, was considered a junior in front of the Supreme Elder, Cyan Mist Taoist, and as he had spoken, he suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at Lin Li.
"Xuancheng? Hold on, Sect Master senior, you also have a private message."
Lin Li returned to the mecha again, and soon, a clear light projection appeared once more.
"...Xuancheng brat!"
"..."
Xuancheng did not block the others like Cyan Mist. At this moment, watching the familiar yet unfamiliar Master Uncle greet him in such a jocular manner, despite his profound cultivation and remarkable perseverance, his eyes were filled with boundless sorrow, yet he felt nostalgic and helpless.
After watching the projection, half of the doubts in his heart actually dissipated. Xuancheng even formally bowed to Lin Li: "It is indeed Master Uncle... Thank you, young friend!"
