Cui Buping had been in closed-door cultivation for many years, reaching the peak of the Human Venerable realm. Yet at this moment, his face was a mask of caution, as if he were deeply wary of the four old men beside him.
"Four Venerables, what do you think of this place? Is it to your satisfaction?" Cui Buping whispered to one of them—a skinny, tall old man who looked like a beanpole.
"Hmph." The skinny, tall old man grunted in reply. The sound seemed to come from his nostrils, carrying a natural, unaffected arrogance.
An excited flush appeared on Cui Buping's face. He raised his voice slightly, and it echoed through the vast, empty underground city.
"Wonderful! Great Venerable, if you like it, I will give this place to you as a future base of operations for your expansion here!"
