"Old man Luohai, Peak High-level God cultivation."
The white-haired old man pretending to be a vegetable slowly spoke.
After saying that, he actually fell silent for quite a while.
During that time, he took a sip of tea and placed the teacup into the flowing water, allowing the current to carry it to where a maid waited.
Only after the maid took the teacup away, seemingly to wash it, did he finally continue, "This old man once ruined his own eyes due to certain problems in cultivation, which is why I cannot open them. I hope you young friends will forgive me."
Zhan Cangkong was only startled for a moment before his expression became indifferent.
Qin Shaofeng's heartbeat, however, suddenly quickened.
A trace of horror appeared deep in his eyes.
Problems in cultivation?
He did not believe Martial Path cultivation required one to ruin one's own eyes.
The only possible explanation was that the martial skill he cultivated was extraordinarily special.
A martial skill that required self-mutilation to cultivate.
Even without seeing it himself, he could imagine just how terrifying it must be.
This old fellow sitting here might not be pretending to be a vegetable because of those so-called immortals leaving, as Qin Shaofeng had imagined.
It was very possible that he was the master of this place.
Though Luohai had ruined his eyes,
he seemed able to see people and matters more clearly than those with eyes.
At this moment, he actually turned his head toward Qin Shaofeng.
This old fellow had clearly noticed his rapid heartbeat just now.
Luohai's face did not remain turned in his direction for long.
After this period of pretending, Qin Shaofeng had truly immersed himself in the role of Li Taibai.
Although his reaction had drawn Luohai's attention,
he was only startled