Even Yun Huanling had been cowed by Chu Luohen's imposing presence, let alone Lan Fang Ziyi.
But he soon recovered and bowed to Chu Luohen with great respect. "Martial Uncle."
Had Lan Fang Ziyi had water in his mouth, he would probably have spat it out. He hurriedly tugged Yun Huanling's sleeve and transmitted his voice. "We can just call him Fellow Daoist."
After all, they and Chu Luohen were not fellow disciples, nor was there a major cultivation realm between them. Normally, they should have addressed him as Fellow Daoist. Was his junior brother calling him that for fear others might fail to see his little ulterior motive?
Lan Fang Ziyi felt both embarrassed and helpless.
With that thought, Lan Fang Ziyi offered his own greeting.
Chu Luohen's expression darkened slightly when he heard "Martial Uncle." He suddenly recalled that several Message Talismans he had once intercepted seemed to have come from the young man before him.
Chu Luohen's gaze was indifferent, his expression calm, as though he were looking at two people of no consequence.
Yet Su Jiu's sixth sense told her that her Martial Uncle seemed to dislike Yun Huanling.
But this was her Martial Uncle's first time meeting Yun Huanling, wasn't it? At that thought, Su Jiu shook her head. She must have imagined it.
Besides, Yun Huanling's "Martial Uncle" also made Su Jiu want to beat him to death. Was he an idiot?
All in all, their first meeting had been exceedingly awkward.
Fortunately, Su Jiu soon changed the subject, allowing the atmosphere to gradually recover.
"My Martial Uncle and I investigated North City yesterday and found some clues. Although we don't know whether they're connected to the Demon Mirror, I have to say that I didn't sense the Demon Mirror's presence."
Yun Huanling nodded.