"I..." Ye Mujiu was stunned for a moment, but quickly calmed down. Before she could speak, Zhang Ling'er's pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of disbelief welled up in her eyes.
"You are none other than the legendary Hermit Wang Xu, the Crouching Dragon..."
Ye Mujiu still looked puzzled.
The name was so unfamiliar that even after it was explicitly stated, she still had no recollection of it.
Wang Xu smiled kindly and looked at Zhang Ling'er, saying, "You recognize this old man?"
Zhang Ling'er quickly cupped her hands and said, "This junior greets the Hermit of Crouching Dragon."
When she looked up, her face was radiant with starlight.
“I once read in an ancient book that you were the Grand Preceptor of the Great Qin Domain. Before you left the world, you knew nine-tenths of it. Your reputation resounded throughout the Nine Provinces. If it weren’t for you, how could the Great Qin Domain have reached its current scale?”
"Since you retired from public life, the legends about you have never stopped. I never expected to meet you in person here today. It is truly an honor..."
Zhang Ling'er was so excited she was almost incoherent.
Ye Mujiu was also taken aback upon hearing this.
But more than anything, I felt admiration for Lu Shan.
This person is really accurate.
With such a master in charge, it would be difficult for the Divine Realm to harbor any wicked intentions.
Wang Xu kept smiling as he looked at Zhang Ling'er.
Upon hearing the praise, he laughed out loud, stroked his pale beard, and said, "I'm not that amazing. This old geezer is almost past his prime, hahahahaha..."
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