"Hmm... so you are Wang Chao?"
After hearing this, Wu Chaoze gently stood up, turned around, and looking at Wang Chao, slowly asked.
Wang Chao, undeterred, squinted his eyes, sizing up the old man.
His appearance was really ordinary, sans sharp distinct features, nor full of an ethereal aura.
If he walked down the street like this, nobody would ever guess that he was a palace-level Seven-leaf He Wu warrior.
His hair had already turned completely white and was not meticulously groomed.
His eyes were dull, lacking the brilliance typical of peerless experts; his facial skin was also wrinkled.
Just like an old man sitting in the streets and alleys on any usual day.
However, the Seven Leaf Peach Blossom embroidered on the chest of his clothes was indeed striking.
In the whole Island Nation, very few had the capability to have such embroidery on their chest.
"Yes, I am Wang Chao. Do you need something?"
Wang Chao looked into his eyes and answered indifferently.