Chen Fei turned to the side in mild surprise. An old man had appeared there.
Chen Fei had already sensed his presence, but he had assumed the man was another visitor borrowing cultivation arts. Judging by what he had just said, however, he should be from the Thousand Feathers Alliance's headquarters.
He was at the peak joint aperture realm, but his aura was considerably weaker than that of most cultivators at that level. It was not because his cultivation art was weak, but because he was nearing the end of his lifespan. His body could no longer retain his essence, energy, and spirit, causing his power to leak away.
This was how most martial artists appeared as their lifespans drew to an end. Zhou Zixun had been the same back then.
"Senior!" Chen Fei cupped his hands.
"You're very young!"
Zhang Qiuming glanced at the jade token in his hand, then looked up at Chen Fei. "The Yuan Chen Sword Sect, a fourth-tier faction. Your talent is quite good."
Chen Fei glanced at Zhang Qiuming's jade token. He had probably received Chen Fei's information when Chen Fei used his Haiyu City waist token to pass through the restriction on his way upstairs.
"You flatter me, Senior!" Chen Fei said with a smile.
"Good is good, and bad is bad. What sort of cultivation art do you need? I can offer some advice. That's why the Alliance Leader sent me here." Zhang Qiuming neither accepted nor rejected Chen Fei's modest response.
Zhang Qiuming had taken the initiative to ask because he had noticed the youthful aura about Chen Fei. Youth meant more possibilities.
Zhang Qiuming's strength had already entered a period of rapid decline. Fighting was beyond him, but he could still offer advice, which was why Min Yanlu had stationed