"This old man greets you, Elder Bai."
Elder Tong hadn't changed much over the years, with his salt-and-pepper hair, goatee, and the Daoist Robe of a Sect Steward.
'I remember he only had a Third-Layer Qi Refining Cultivation back then. To reach the Qi Refining Sixth Layer at his age, he must have consumed a great number of Spirit Pills.'
"Rise. We are old acquaintances, after all."
Bai Zichen couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The four people who had sat at the same table in the teahouse outside the Mountain Gate back then had now reunited within the Qingfeng Sect.
"This old man has always worked the fields, but I've heard of your thunderous reputation, Elder... One of my grandsons has reached the age for Cultivation, and I wish for him to study under you."
Elder Tong remained kneeling on the ground and kowtowed twice more.
"This is a small gift I've prepared for his apprenticeship. I ask that you take a look, Elder Bai."
