"May I ask for your esteemed name, elder? I need to make a brief registration, and then you can enter the city."
"Qin Ming." Qin Ming replied blandly, expressionless.
The thin monkey cultivator grinned, nodding and bowing as he took out a book, just about to register.
He first paused for a moment, then the ink brush in his hand trembled, his tone uncertain as he asked, "May I ask... where is Elder Qin from?"
"Wangyue Island, Wei Country." Qin Ming still said plainly.
Qin Ming didn't want to show off, but he couldn't help it.
After all, it was already known that he had come to Wuu Country.
"Ah?!"
"This, Wa... Master Wangyue..."
No wonder he felt familiar, the thin monkey cultivator stammered, the booklet in his hand dropping to the ground.
For him, a mere Late-stage Qi Cultivation Junior Cultivator, it was the first time meeting a Golden Core Stage Master in person, so frightened that he was drenched in sweat and his legs went weak.
