The Qin Family is in chaos at 792

"Hello, who is this?"

Qin Yu answered the phone.

"I... Master!"

A hoarse old voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hehe, An Xuanming, huh!"

Qin Yu grinned. This old guy knew his place after all, addressing him respectfully as Master. Truth be told, he hadn't initially planned to recruit him as a sycophant, let alone to take on an apprentice old enough to be his grandfather.

"Master..."

An Xuanming's tone was a bit odd. At his age, and being a disciple of Shennong Sect, he found it humiliating to address a whippersnapper as Master.

Yet he didn't dare not to, for having tasted the Soul-Separating Gu once, he never wanted to experience it again.

"Spit it out, what's wrong?"

Qin Yu asked bluntly.