Qin Shaofeng felt bitter, but with such a vast gulf between their strengths, he could only swallow his anger for now. Forcing down his resentment, he asked respectfully, "Senior, I am Qin Shaofeng. May I ask which esteemed master I have the honor of meeting?"
At Qin Shaofeng's question, the white-robed elder merely snorted in disdain. "Boy, don't think meeting me means you can bask in my glory. My identity is not something a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you has any right to ask about."
Qin Shaofeng's expression darkened. Isn't this old bastard a little too arrogant? he cursed inwardly. Outwardly, however, he remained respectful, neither servile nor overbearing. "You jest, Senior. How could I presume to pry into your identity? It is simply that danger lurks on every side in the Three Transmissions Legacy Land. If you could offer me a little guidance, I would be deeply grateful."
The white-robed elder raised his brows slightly, seemingly surprised by Qin Shaofeng's response. He looked him up and down, then smiled with amusement. "Heh, an interesting boy. But with your paltry cultivation, you'll find it hard to escape this Three Transmissions Legacy Land even if you sprout wings. In my opinion, you should obediently hand over your treasures, and I'll escort you safely out. What do you say?"
Qin Shaofeng's expression shifted slightly at those words. Of course he understood that the white-robed elder was threatening him. How laughable that a supposedly dignified cultivator should resort to such filthy tricks! What a disgrace!
At that thought, a stubborn gleam flashed through Qin Shaofeng's eyes. He straightened his back and said firmly, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but I came here precisely to seek an opportunity. Now that I have set foot here, how could I give up halfway? Please allow me