In a daze, Lu Chengwen slowly opened his eyes.
The light around him was dim. Jagged rocks were everywhere, and the air was thick with a damp, fishy, sour stench.
He braced himself and struggled into a sitting position. Ahead of him sat a white-haired old man with disheveled hair, a white beard, and ragged clothes, meditating with his eyes closed.
Across from him, Hua Xuening was already lying on the ground, unconscious.
Long Aotian looked wounded all over as he glared at Lu Chengwen.
"Hahaha!" The old man suddenly threw back his head and laughed wildly. "This old man has lived in seclusion and meditated here for years. Who would have thought that so many guests would arrive all at once today? This cave is truly lively!"
Suppressing his weakness, Long Aotian cupped his fists. "May this junior ask for Senior's esteemed name?"
The old man smiled faintly. "This old man's humble name is unknown in the martial world. No need to mention it."
Lu Chengwen's mind raced.
Damn it!
The protagonist was still the protagonist. I knew he wouldn't die!
Good thing I followed them down. Otherwise, this old geezer would definitely take him in as an adopted son, teach him supreme martial arts, and help him level up.
No! I have to ruin this!
Lu Chengwen hurriedly cupped his fists as well. "Senior's eyes are bright, your voice resounds like a great bell, and your bearing is extraordinary. There is a heroic spirit in your brow and the corners of your eyes. Could you possibly be the one who has long vanished from the martial world...?"
"That's right! I am Six-Fingered Ape Demon Hun Tiangang!"
Long Aotian was about to explode with rage.
Did he say your name was Hun Tiangang? Did he?!
He had only flattered