Chen Xu truly could not figure Lin Shuguang out. He had probed him many times along the way, but Lin Shuguang remained as steady as Mount Tai, so composed that Chen Xu had instead begun to feel a little panicked.
Even when he brought up that his ancestor was a Profound Connection Realm expert, the target of his probing-Lin Shuguang-merely raised his eyes. "Never fought him. Couldn't say."
Such a savage response nearly shattered Chen Xu's composure. Fortunately, it also told him that Lin Shuguang was no enemy of the sect.
Leaving the sect with his younger brother, Chen Xu turned to glance at Medicine God Valley as it receded into the distance. For some reason, he kept feeling uneasy.
Inside Medicine God Valley's Main Hall, Valley Master Lü personally welcomed him. "I was unaware an honored guest was coming and failed to welcome you from afar. May I ask your esteemed name, my friend?"
Lin Shuguang had long heard that Medicine God Valley was filthy rich, with money to burn. Otherwise, he would not have greeted them with a smile now. "Wang Ye. Just a country bumpkin, hardly worth mentioning."
Valley Master Lü's eyes gleamed at that, and a smile spread across his face. "You're far too modest, Grandmaster Wang. How could anyone who became a Grandmaster be a nobody?"
Not only did Valley Master Lü disbelieve him, but the elders behind him did as well.
Who among those who became Grandmasters was ordinary? With exceptional talent, they might even have a chance to reach Mystic Profundity. That was a genuine honor.
"I'm not a Grandmaster," Lin Shuguang calmly interrupted.
Valley Master Lü paused, then chuckled. "You certainly know how to joke, Grandmaster Wang. This way, please."
Their earlier senses could not have been mistaken. Besides, Chen Xu had