Their eyes locked.
Time seemed to stand still.
The air itself seemed to freeze.
Old Yang was the first to snap out of it and hurriedly turned to run away.
Before he could take two steps, Bai Fengmian caught up with him and grabbed hold of the old man.
"Master Shuyi! It's Master Shuyi, isn't it?"
Because the surprise was so sudden, Bai Fengmian couldn't believe the man he saw was the Master Shuyi he had been desperately searching for.
"No, no, I'm not Shuyi, you've got the wrong person! I don't know any Shuyi!" Old Yang kept denying.
To avoid being recognized, Old Yang even deliberately pinched his voice while speaking.
"No! You are Master Shuyi! I'm absolutely sure I haven't mistaken you!"
Bai Fengmian clung to Old Yang's arm and wouldn't let go.
"You've got the wrong person! I don't know any damn Shuyi! I'm just passing by!" Old Yang argued.