The grey-robed elder Daoist was already working hard to control his emotions, and his facial management was also done exceedingly well, but he still couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching fiercely a few times.
When the grey-robed elder Daoist heard Cheng Guang speak, he realized at the same moment that this unknown being, Cheng Guang, had no intention of revealing his true identity to him.
The grey-robed elder Daoist took a deep breath, his face brimming with a smile that grew, rather than diminished, and then said with a laugh, "The name of this old Daoist is also not worth mentioning, my friend. I assume you too have not heard of my existence."
Cheng Guang nodded slightly but did not say much more.
Both sides were probing each other's identities.
In Cheng Guang's view, his identity had already been laid out on the table.