Mr. Ning, You Know Each Other?

"By the way, Manager Zhang, could you take me to meet the old man you mentioned? I'm rather curious about him. As I said, anyone who could see the blood fiend energy in your body is no ordinary person."

At that moment, Ning Wangshu suddenly spoke.

He really was curious about the old man Zhang Yong had mentioned. As far as local cultivators in Linchuan went, the only ones he knew or had met were Lin Anguo and, counting him as well, Lin Qingzhu's second uncle, Lin Jingyi.

The others, such as Wu Shengtian back then and Hu Guangji, who was now by Song Guowei's side, were not from Linchuan.

Ning Wangshu wanted to see what sort of person this old man was.

"Of course. He gave me his address that day. Shall I take you over now?"

Zhang Yong said.

"Sure."

Ning Wangshu nodded.

The two of them left Zhang Yong's home and got into his car. About twenty minutes later, they arrived at an old residential complex. Zhang Yong parked and said, "This should be the place."

"He told me that day he lived in Building Four, Apartment 302."

As he spoke, Zhang Yong looked at Ning Wangshu. "Mr. Ning, shall we go in?"

"Mm. Let's go."

Ning Wangshu nodded.

They entered the complex and soon found Building Four. The buildings here had no elevators, so they climbed the stairs to the door of Apartment 302.

Zhang Yong stepped forward and knocked.

Before long, an elderly voice came from inside. "Who is it...?"

The door opened, and a man in his sixties or seventies appeared before Ning Wangshu and Zhang Yong.

When the old man saw Zhang Yong, a smile crossed his face. Clearly, he remembered him, and he instinctively said, "It's you. So, do you believe what