"Ha ha, Fellow Daoist, you're truly forthright. I like that!" Seeing Xiao Hua hand the banner flag to Yuehua without another word, Hong Feng burst into laughter and cupped his hands. "May I ask Fellow Daoist's name?"
"Hehe, I am Zhang Xiaohua." Xiao Hua smiled and returned the salute. By now, he simply stopped referring to himself as this old man and did not reveal his true name.
"So it is Fellow Daoist Zhang. Forgive our discourtesy, forgive our discourtesy!" Liu Qingyu also smiled and saluted. "May I ask where Fellow Daoist Zhang... came from?"
"Hehe, naturally, I came from where I came from," Xiao Hua replied evasively, unwilling to explain.
"Master, Master..." Before Zhang Zhi could offer his respects, a tall, handsome Foundation Establishment cultivator came flying over from afar atop a flying sword, shouting, "How goes it? Has that array formation..."
Before the cultivator could finish, he noticed Xiao Hua, who remained surrounded at the center by Zhang Zhi and the others. He immediately shut his mouth and was about to turn and flee. Yet when his figure paused, he saw the banner flag in Yuehua's hand and Xiao Hua's attire. He seemed to understand something. Although he slowed down, he still flew steadily over.
Seeing this cultivator approach, Liu Qingyu smiled and said to Xiao Hua, "This is the unworthy disciple I mentioned earlier, named Nuo Yeqing."
Then he called to Nuo Yeqing, "Yeqing, come quickly and greet Senior Zhang!"
"Yes, Master!" Nuo Yeqing hurriedly landed and respectfully offered Xiao Hua a salute.
"Hehe, rise." Xiao Hua raised his hand, signaling Nuo Yeqing to get up. Yet as he looked at Nuo Yeqing's features, he became somewhat puzzled. The instant Nuo Yeqing had appeared, Xiao Hua had sensed a faintly familiar aura on him. As for what