Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and at the Start I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife

Maitreya's heart tightened. He forced himself to remain calm and cupped his hands in greeting.

"I am Maitreya. May I ask how you are addressed, fellow Daoist, and what brings you here?"

By now, Hong Yun was no longer all that angry.

He had already known that people from the Western Boundary were up to no good!

He just hadn't expected them to be so ruthless, uprooting the entire mountain.

Were they planning to haul it back to the West?

Now that he heard Maitreya introduce himself, he was taken aback.

This was Maitreya?

How could this gaunt young man possibly be Maitreya?

But he said evenly, without betraying his thoughts:

"You say Zhun Ti is your teacher? When we listened to the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace, your teacher sat on my Prayer Mat and incurred a karmic debt to me..."

Hearing this, Maitreya felt a little more at ease.

Who cared whether there was a karmic debt or not?

It was enough that he knew Master Zhun Ti. No matter what, the man would show his teacher some consideration.

That was better than having no idea who Zhun Ti was and being beaten to death on the spot!

He immediately lowered his head and bowed.

"Greetings, senior. May I ask your honored name?"

"Since you and my master are old acquaintances, may I ask why you're doing this, making a fool of this junior?"

Hong Yun looked at Maitreya with a faint, unreadable smile.

Seeing how relieved Maitreya looked, how could he not know what the man was thinking?

And when he heard him call it "making a fool" of him, Hong Yun's anger flared.

"You really know how to play dumb!"

"Stubborn as a duck!"

"You destroyed Old Ancestor's home. Even if your teacher comes, he'll