"Old Man Han?"
Jiang Bei looked surprised.
"He is the old man you saw atop Cangtian Cliff before, the guardian of Cangtian Waterfall. His name is Han Cangshi."
Qi Jun explained.
"I see. Then I'll head to Cangtian Cliff right away."
After bidding Qi Jun farewell, Jiang Bei immediately made his way toward Cangtian Cliff in the depths of the Sacred Hall.
Following the familiar bluestone steps, Jiang Bei once again arrived at the stone pavilion halfway up Cangtian Cliff.
Beneath the ancient tree stood the same gray-robed old man.
"Senior Han, you summoned me."
After approaching, Jiang Bei cupped his hands toward him.
Han Cangshi abruptly opened his eyes. Upon seeing who it was, delight instantly bloomed across his face, and he sprang to his feet to greet him.
"Hahaha, you brat! You finally came!"
Han Cangshi strode forward and heavily slapped Jiang Bei on the shoulder. "Good! Very good! This Old Man just heard about what happened at Yangjiao Ridge. Incredible! Four Peak God Kings, and you killed them just like that! Even Zuo Yaoxuan, whom the Zuo Clan Ancestral Hall treasures in the palm of its hand, was forced by you to flee with his tail between his legs! Satisfying! Damn satisfying!"
Jiang Bei hurriedly said modestly, "Senior Han, you praise me too highly. Zuo Yaoxuan's strength runs unfathomably deep. If Elder Chen Xu and the others had not arrived in time and made him wary, then if we had truly fought to the end, it would still have been uncertain who would have died in whose hands. My abilities are still far from enough."
"Far from enough, my ass!"
Han Cangshi said disapprovingly, "Don't play humble with me! Strength is strength! Let someone else try it? Forget forcing that arrogant Zuo Yaoxuan to flee in disgrace—even