The individual in question embodies the essence of wisdom, their aged countenance betraying the passage of time. They exude an air of scholarly refinement, as if they have spent a lifetime immersed in knowledge.
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, third young lady," the old man spoke, his voice carrying a hint of mystery. Bai Lang rose from her seat and respectfully greeted him. "Bai Lang extends her greetings to the venerable elder."
"Your manners are commendable," the old man remarked. Bai Lang's eyebrow twitched imperceptibly.
She wondered what he had expected, but she maintained her composure and greeted the elderly man with a graceful smile.
Observing Bai Lang's elegant and delicate visage, the old man smiled appreciatively, a mischievous glint in his eye as he teased the young lady.
"Here," he said, extending a scroll towards Bai Lang. "I am known as Elder Quan Weijing."