Seeing the newcomer, everyone suddenly fell silent and all looked towards the man, a middle-aged man with a full head of black hair.
He was tall and well-proportioned, with arms as long as a monkey's, dressed in a simple white robe, sitting cross-legged atop the snowy peak.
"Is that Lin Hongyuan?"
Everyone simultaneously turned to Dejian Master, who was the only one present that had met this man before.
"Amitabha, indeed it is Benefactor Lin!"
Dejian Master pressed his palms together and nodded slightly, even though it had been only a few days since their last encounter, a hint of discomfort flashed in his eyes as he recalled the scene of their duel.
"It really is Lin Hongyuan!"
Hearing that, everyone stiffened and scrutinized him closely.
At that moment, Lin Hongyuan looked no different from an ordinary person, devoid of any discernible aura, as plain as any common professor.