"His cultivation was definitely beyond dark force!"
While Mo Yun's mind raced, occupied entirely with plotting the best escape route, the old man stopped twenty feet away from him.
He stroked his snow-white beard, looked at Mo Yun's expression as though he faced a formidable enemy, and smiled kindly.
"Quite a wary little fellow, aren't you? No need to be nervous. If I meant you harm, you'd already be lying on the ground."
At those casually spoken words, Mo Yun's heart, which had been drawn taut as a bowstring, actually relaxed at once.
"This old man is at least a Transforming Force Grandmaster. If he really wanted to kill me, with my current strength, I wouldn't even qualify to run."
Though he was grumbling furiously inwardly, Mo Yun readily obliged on the surface. He immediately dropped his stance and bowed respectfully to the old man.
"This junior is Mo Yun. Greetings, senior. May I ask who you..."
By now, Mo Yun had already formed a few guesses about the old man's true identity.
Across the entire area surrounding Crouching Tiger Manor, barring anything unexpected, someone with strength beyond dark force was overwhelmingly likely to be its mysterious Village Master-a divine dragon whose head appeared but whose tail was never seen!
Of course, he could also have been some secluded transforming force expert within the manor whom Mo Yun had never met, though that possibility was less likely.
In fact, there was one more exceedingly remote possibility-
He was an outside Transforming Force Grandmaster who happened to be passing through, or had deliberately infiltrated the manor!
While Mo Yun was privately speculating, the old man suddenly clasped his hands behind his back and raised his head toward the clouds drifting overhead. With a voice steeped in weariness and loneliness, he sighed