Lamplight flickered in the dining room.
Hearing Jiang Qin's abrupt remark, Ren Ye's first reaction was that the man was bluffing.
He feigned a moment of bewilderment, then chuckled. "Old Master, have you mistaken me for someone else?"
"Heh."
Old Master Jiang chuckled and set his wine cup on the table. His slightly yellowed eyes rested on Ren Ye as he asked, "Young man, do you know what aging brings besides illness and suffering?"
Ren Ye looked at him calmly without answering.
"It also brings a pair of eyes that have seen a great deal." Old Master Jiang spoke plainly. "Even a pig would become something extraordinary if it lived a hundred years, let alone a person. Sometimes appearances can change, but habits can't. A woman who's always aloof and silent; a flippant old rogue who talks nothing but nonsense; and a very quick mind to go with them. I've only seen that combination, with those personalities, here once: the three people who clashed with Weifeng. What I don't understand is why there are four of you now. Found a new teammate? One with a poker face?"
Ren Ye was somewhat surprised.
"I thought you looked familiar back in the Rear Courtyard. Once we sat down, I knew it really was you." Old Master Jiang made no attempt to beat around the bush. "Young man, since we'll be moving forward together, there's little point in hiding it. We have a long road ahead, and you can't avoid using your Mystical Abilities forever. I'm bringing it up now so we all know where we stand."
"Heh." Ren Ye smiled, neither denying it nor openly admitting it.
Old Master Jiang was satisfied with his response. "I'll say the same thing again. What happened between you and Yu is a private grudge, and