Ye Qing narrowed his eyes a little. Even before the old man had spoken, he already suspected that he was no ordinary person. 0

Most of the people at the stall were staring at the litter with lustful eyes, but the old man was one of the few whose eyes and expression were as calm and tranquil as a lake.0

Now, he was even more certain of his assumption. There was a table between them and the old man’s table, and yet he had appeared next to Yi Pin in the blink of an eye. Anyone who possessed such a potent movement art was someone to be respected.0

They said that Bei You was a region of crouching tigers and hidden dragons, and that the random, ordinary-looking guy drinking next to you could be a champion of epic proportions. Ye Qing always thought the claim was a bit of an exaggeration until he literally went through that exact experience.0

While Ye Qing’s thoughts were a million kilometers away, Yi Pin and the old man were drinking with each other. If you looked at their straight posture and stern expression only, you might think that they were two esteemed...0