Meeting Yan Shaozhe, Wushuang, You Don't Mind If I Call You That, Do You?

Within a hidden secret hall of the Sea God Pavilion.

Two elderly men with graying hair sat facing each other.

Xuan Zi sat upright in the seat of honor, his expression calm and composed, as though everything that had happened today was entirely under his control.

In contrast, Yan Shaozhe, seated across from him, was far less at ease.

Early that morning, Xuan Zi had suddenly come to his office and, without another word, told him that he would be taking him to meet someone at noon. He had also warned him that the matter had to be kept strictly confidential and not mentioned to anyone else.

Beyond that, Xuan Zi had told him that if the two sides could reach an agreement today, the other party might have a way to help him break through the bottleneck that had plagued him for years.

When Yan Shaozhe first heard this, he was naturally full of doubts.

He had probed Xuan Zi several times, trying to find out who could possess such abilities.

Yet Xuan Zi had always evaded the important details, giving vague, ambiguous answers and revealing no useful information about the other party's identity.

Still, after several rounds of questioning, although Yan Shaozhe had not received a definite answer, he had vaguely guessed a few things from Xuan Zi's attitude.

This person's identity was probably highly unusual. They clearly had no desire to expose themselves to the world and were extremely mysterious.

What surprised Yan Shaozhe was that Xuan Zi trusted this person far too much. Every word he spoke carried affirmation of them.

It was even very possible that Xuan Zi's recent breakthrough past the bottleneck that had troubled him for years, allowing him to step into the realm of an Ultimate Douluo, had something to do with