Ye Zhou stood in front of Su Ping.
His utterly unremarkable face wore a pair of eyes that were by no means large, now rounded wide as he stared straight at Su Ping.
He seemed to want to see through that face to the true visage this fellow hid beneath his human skin.
Su Ping rolled his eyes at him. "What are you doing?"
Ye Zhou propped up his chin and muttered to himself:
"That's not right. You're several years younger than me, and you look human enough. Why don't you ever do anything human?"
Su Ping chuckled, not particularly offended.
He really wasn't used to old acquaintances treating him with such courtesy, or even deference.
But as his strength increased, such situations would inevitably arise.
The feeling of a thick barrier separating people who had once been close was indeed uncomfortable.
Ye Zhou's behavior actually let Su Ping breathe a small sigh of relief. His interest stirred as well.
"I heard Old Zhu took you as his disciple. How's that going? What have you learned from him?"
Although Torch Dragon was only a pet beast, Sacred Dragon Legend had said that his age could no longer be measured in time.
He was at the ninth stage of Legend Tier, only one step from its pinnacle, and he was also a being of the most mysterious Time Element. He had far too many ways to do everything possible to prolong his life in this world.
For such a being, under such circumstances, to take Ye Zhou as a disciple was far more extraordinary than Jiang Xuanji or that Immortal Saint from before.
This was a true living legend.
Still, Su Ping had nothing to envy or feel jealous about. Everyone had their own opportunities and fortunes. Having his Golden Finger