"Hehehe..."
The elder's aged yet hearty laughter suddenly rang out close beside Zhou Heng.
The hunched elder nearest Zhou Heng, dressed in a coarse linen robe and holding a Deadwood Cane, stroked the long, snowy-white beard beneath his chin as he shook his head and chuckled uncontrollably.
His cloudy eyes, brimming with endless wisdom, regarded Zhou Heng as though seeing through everything, and he could not help teasing him:
"You Human Race lad, you certainly are an exceedingly cautious one!"
"What, you haven't even properly found your footing yet, and you're already pondering deep down how to deal with that Lord of Compassion, the Boundless Court's 100th Seat?"
"But young man, I just took a casual glance at your Character Panel. Your level... is only a measly 50.0001w, isn't it?"
"I really have lived far too long and seen all manner of strange things."
"But I truly have never seen the day when even a Roaming Star God junior as insignificant as you, who hasn't truly entered the 'Yōuyuǎn True God' tier, could take on a powerful Sea of Stars Lord of the Boundless Court's caliber head-on!"
The instant the elder's offhand words fell silent.
Zhou Heng's formerly deep, composed pupils suddenly contracted to their limit!
This seemingly ordinary elder, who looked to have one foot in the grave, could actually hear every word of his deepest inner monologue without any skill or system notification coming into play?!
This...
"Hahaha!"
"What, do you find it unbelievable?"
"Do you think hearing those little thoughts of yours with ease is some monumental feat that's terribly difficult to accomplish?"
Seemingly catching the fleeting shock in Zhou Heng's eyes with extraordinary keenness, the Robe-Clad Elder laughed even more merrily, rocking back and forth until his beard shook wildly.
"Oh, Human Race junior who wandered