As soon as that voice rang out, Wu Tong's parents immediately got up and answered:
"Yes, yes, yes..."
With that, they went to open the door.
Wu Tong looked completely baffled and asked:
"Mom, Dad, who's outside?"
Wu Tong's mother immediately said:
"To be safe, your father and I invited a famous Daoist over. We heard he came down from Crouching Ox Mountain and has very high cultivation."
I was somewhat surprised to hear that they had invited someone else. How little did they trust me?
I wasn't even charging them, yet they still didn't believe me. Not even a shred of trust.
Wu Tong frowned.
"Mom, Dad, Daoist Du'e is still here!"
Wu Tong's father had already gone to open the door.
Wu Tong's mother smiled.
"Little Daoist, you don't mind, do you? You're both here to exorcise demons."
Naturally, I minded a little, but I still smiled on the surface.
"As long as they can exorcise demons, it doesn't matter. Maybe I'll even get to meet a new fellow Daoist."
As we spoke, the door opened.
The next second, an old man with a white beard, dressed in a yellow Daoist robe and wearing a Daoist ceremonial crown, walked in with a young man in his twenties.
The moment he entered, he called out:
"Boundless Heavenly Worthy!"
With that bearing and presence, he really did look the part, carrying the air of an immortal Daoist.
Compared to me, a young guy messing around on his phone, he looked far more like a highly cultivated Daoist.
But after giving him a glance, I saw that the old man had no qi at all. There was an eighty or ninety percent chance he was just an Old Southern Daoist.
The young man beside him looked eighteen or nineteen and didn't