A Message From The Past (2)

"What's your name, little friend?" Shen Ning asked kindly.

Yun Lintian bowed his head slightly and said. "Greetings, Senior. My name is Yun Lintian from the Northern Continent's Misty Cloud Sect."

"Misty Cloud Sect… Surname Yun… I see." A trace of nostalgia emerged in the depths of Shen Ning's cloudy eyes. Obviously, he knew the Misty Cloud Sect and the surname Yun.

"May I know if Senior is familiar with my sect?" Yun Lintian asked curiously. Perhaps this old man was another admirer of the Misty Cloud Sect's founder, Yun Wushuang.

"Yes and no," Shen Ning replied with a kind smile. "Similar to others, I once witnessed your sect founder's grace in the past. There's nothing more than that."

He looked at Yun Lintian for a while and said further. "You are similar to her. Are you perhaps her descendant?"

Yun Lintian shook his head slightly. "Unfortunately, I am not, Senior."