In Lu Yin's eyes, the poisonous gas was made up of rune lines that surpassed the Enlightenment Realm. It was extremely dangerous.
The old man's rune lines surpassed those of the poisonous gas, so he could walk through it without trouble. But he seemed to be studying something.
What interested Lu Yin most was the old man's identity. The symbol on his clothes belonged to Xuanfeng Hall.
Lu Yin stepped out of his ship and headed toward the old man.
The old man wore a white robe and stared intently at a strange little flower within the poisonous gas.
Lu Yin didn't disturb him. He stood behind the old man and waited for more than ten hours, until the little flower contracted. The old man suddenly reached out, grabbed it, and put it away. Then he smiled with satisfaction.
"What are you doing, Senior?" Lu Yin asked. His voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet of space, it still startled the old man.
The old man turned around with a sour expression. Seeing the curiosity in Lu Yin's eyes, he relaxed and patted his chest. "Young man, you know people can die of fright when you scare them, right?"
"I'm truly sorry, Senior. I didn't mean to startle you," Lu Yin said apologetically.
The old man waved a hand. "I know. You must have been here a while."
"More than ten hours," Lu Yin replied.
The old man praised him. "You came more than ten hours ago and waited here with me without interrupting. Not bad. Hmm, young man, have we met before? You look familiar."
Lu Yin smiled. "I'm Lu Yin."
The old man thought for a moment, then suddenly realized. "Lu Yin! I remember now. The Alliance Leader of the Eastern Frontier Alliance. You're an important figure."
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