Reining in his thoughts, Lü Yang finally looked toward a corner of the Nourishing Life Master. Mu Changsheng was hiding in the shadows there, flashing him a fawning smile.
"Congratulations, Senior, on your Cultivation advancing a step further!"
Before his voice had even faded, Mu Changsheng decisively performed a deep bow to Lü Yang. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances, and he was undoubtedly a wise man of the current era.
"Rise." Lü Yang raised his hand, his gaze shifting slightly. "You certainly have courage, Daoist. The Old Dragon Monarch has already left, yet you didn't leave. You even dared to stay here."
"You misunderstand, Senior," Mu Changsheng said, his expression turning solemn. "I must emphasize that I have absolutely no relationship with the Old Dragon Monarch. We just happened to be traveling the same way.
