The old Daoist immediately perked up. Anyone who jumped into a pit always hoped there would be another companion at the bottom to talk to.
As for what Hanyu could encounter at Zhishou's place, it was basically either being made things difficult for during the trials or being subjected to Zhishou's silver tongue.
The only truly strange thing he could talk about seemed to be dying once and being dragged into the Soul Realm!
That should have been the first time Zhishou had displayed his silver tongue—and the first time he had let his true depths show.
During the earth-path trial, Hanyu had always taken him for a strange old man.
It was only after Zhishou could call the wind and summon the rain in the Soul Realm, displaying all kinds of inconceivable powers, that Hanyu suddenly realized the old ghost had been putting on an act.
What happened afterward was naturally another bout of silver-tongued persuasion, followed by dragging all living beings into kneeling worship.
The old Daoist suddenly spoke with a strange expression. "You didn't hide?"
Hanyu's expression tightened. The scene at the time had been difficult to describe. Since he had said "all living beings," there must have been a sea of people. Where could he have hidden?
Or perhaps, as Zhishou had said, he could close his eyes and pretend he could neither see nor know anything?
"You didn't run into trouble?"
The old Daoist immediately threw out his second question.
"Trouble? What trouble could I have run into?"
While Hanyu was bewildered, the old Daoist's expression grew even stranger.
"Do you know what it means for all living beings to kneel in worship?"
Hanyu naturally knew. Hadn't the Artifact Spirit been frightened back then too? The man and spirit had even discussed which of the