"Are you the Zhong family head, Zhong Hui?"
The old man with deep-set eyes and a prominent nose fixed his gaze on the white-browed, white-bearded Daoist and barked coldly.
The Daoist smiled faintly. "This humble one is indeed Zhong Hui. May I ask your esteemed name and hometown, Immortal Brother?"
He was the head of the Zhong family. Never had he expected that all the commotion his family had stirred up would attract a Yang Venerate mighty figure.
There could hardly be more than a handful of Yang Venerate mighty figures across Huaixi Prefecture. And now one stood right before him. It was absurd.
What was more, this newcomer was clearly seething, leaving Zhong Hui unsettled.
Of course, he was not yet panicking.
The dignified Zhong family was no clay idol, either.
Even setting aside the fact that he himself had one foot across the threshold of the Yang Venerate Realm, the Zhong family's influence in Huaidong Prefecture was no force a single Yang Venerate could sweep away.
Besides, this was a peaceful world under a bright sky, with crowds watching. He did not believe the old man with the deep-set eyes and prominent nose would dare kill someone in public.
"You needn't ask about my name."
The old man ignored Zhong Hui completely and strode toward Yan Zi.
When he reached her, he bowed and saluted. "Greetings, Vice Sect Master."
The six people who had come with him all bowed as well. "Greetings, Vice Sect Master."
The moment the old man with the deep-set eyes and prominent nose and his six companions bowed, the whole scene erupted into chaos.
A Yang Venerate mighty figure and six peak Yin Venerate powerhouses had bowed to a junior in the Soul Sensing Realm—and this junior was even a Vice Sect Master. Were