"Master, you really have the heart of a child," Lin Fei remarked.
The Dou Sect Master chuckled and said, "Actually, it's nothing. Even though I'm a few hundred years old, I still try to keep up with modern life. Things like mobile phones, chatting on WeChat, sending red envelopes, I enjoy those too."
Lin Fei's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "Whoa, sir, you're incredible! You're already a few hundred years old?"
The Dou Sect Master nodded and replied, "To be precise, I'm four hundred and eighty-eight years old. In twelve years, I'll turn five hundred, and by then, all those disciples and grand-disciples should come back to celebrate my birthday."
Lin Fei felt ashamed. He really doubted if this old man was crazy. Four hundred and eighty-eight years old? Was he kidding? They say turtles live a thousand years, but he's never heard of anyone surpassing the hundred-year mark. Being over four hundred would definitely shock the world, but of course, there's nothing to prove it.
