"Gate Master Yang, you have every right to refuse."
"Hehe, if you really refuse, you'll lose face so badly it'll be beyond saving. Saintess Jinling has considered everything so thoroughly, yet you still don't dare undergo the test. Just how much hypocrisy must be hidden in this?"
"Nowadays, judging age by appearance is truly unreliable. Many people refuse to act their age, using pills and other means to preserve their looks. That is perfectly normal!"
Saintess Jinling was equally curious. It was precisely because of that curiosity that she had chosen to lend out the treasure known as the Golden Blood Rod. As for whether Yang Chen's age was genuine, she did not know. But from the standpoint of a bystander, she had already found a way to help Yang Chen preserve his dignity. If Yang Chen still did not dare accept, losing everyone's support, that would have nothing to do with her.
After all, she had no obligation to consider everything on Yang Chen's behalf behind closed doors.
Faced with everyone's questioning, Yang Chen's lips curled upward. All of a sudden, he found the matter rather interesting. He glanced at Fu Yunhe. Though Fu Yunhe said nothing, Yang Chen could still tell that this matter was undoubtedly connected to him.
Fu Yunhe had finally stirred this gate master inauguration ceremony into full bloom. Now it had reached its climax.
Fine!
Only a little commotion could create an atmosphere.
Seeing everyone question him, with even Zhou Qing caught between a rock and a hard place, Yang Chen said, "No problem. I accept this age test."
"This is the Golden Blood Rod!" Saintess Jinling tossed him a rod about the length of an arm.
Yang Chen reached out and caught it!
"Gate Master Yang, what do you choose? You may go