"Gentlemen, our boss would like to see you," the restaurant manager told them.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. "Very well. I would like to meet your boss too."
The manager led them toward the rear hall, where they heard the lingering notes of an erhu.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and continued toward the rear hall.
A moment later, they met the owner of China Tower.
The manager announced their arrival to the owner, then withdrew.
"Please, take a seat," the owner said to Zhang Sanfeng and Nie Renwang.
After they sat down, Zhang Sanfeng smiled. "Blessings of the Boundless Heavenly Venerable. May I ask your name?"
"A name has no substance; substance has no name," the middle-aged man replied.
"What? You're Nameless, the legend of the martial world? Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Nie Renwang exclaimed in shock.
Nameless smiled. "Brother Nie, are you the only one allowed to live in seclusion? Can't I do the same?"
"So that's how it is," Nie Renwang said awkwardly.
Nameless turned to Zhang Sanfeng. "May I ask your name, Senior?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. "I am Zhang Sanfeng, a humble Daoist!"
"Zhang Sanfeng? Why have I never heard of you, Senior?" Nameless asked in puzzlement.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. "Like you, I lived secluded in the mountains, paying no heed to worldly affairs. It's only natural that you haven't heard of me. Your name, on the other hand, is renowned far and wide."
"You flatter me, Senior. I can sense that your strength is far above mine," Nameless said.
"Nameless, I can sense that although your strength falls short of mine, your talent is extraordinary. Sooner or later, you will reach my current realm," Zhang Sanfeng said.
"Oh? May I ask what realm you have reached, Senior?" Nameless asked.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. "My accomplishments are modest. I