SWISH! A figure dropped from the sky, resolving into a young man. Zhaang Ye focused his gaze and realized this young man was none other than the Second Hall Master of the True Hall.
The Great Hall Master gave Zhaang Ye the impression of a deep, unfathomable, dried-up well. The Third Hall Master felt like a vast, ethereal sky. This Second Hall Master, however, felt like a fiery volcano, one that seemed ready to erupt at any moment.
The moment the Second Hall Master landed, his eyes fixed on Zhaang Ye. He said with a wide grin, "Zhaang Ye, any interest in taking this Hall Master as your teacher? Heh heh, this Hall Master specializes in the Artifact Refining Dao. If you just become my disciple…"
"That's enough, that's enough!" Before the Second Hall Master could finish, the Third Hall Master cut him off. The Third Hall Master glared at the Second Hall Master and said, "Old Second, you already have Situ Houtu. Don't you go getting any ideas about Zhaang Ye."
