The Formation Mastery Division head was a tall man, about two meters high. His height was only pronounced by his bony body, and if not for the pressure he exuded, David wouldn't have thought that this man was a cultivator at all.
"David pays respect to the grand elder," David cupped his fist and bowed in a traditional salute.
The tall man nodded his face, his thin lips giving him a stern expression even if he didn't mean it. "While inspecting the outer sect, I heard of a promising talent. I decided to stay and see for myself."
David was startled, involuntarily raising his brows for a split second before relaxing his face again, something that didn't evade the elder's senses. "It's my honor," he expressed his respect.