"Hehe, you rascal."
The gray-clad elder, having lived through countless ages, could surely see through Ji Haoyuan's thoughts by now.
Nonetheless, he shook his head at Ji Haoyuan and said:
"There are some things that I am not unwilling to tell you, but because you have not reached that level yet, knowing too much will not benefit you much.
Moreover, if anyone should tell you, it should be your master.
If I overstep my bounds, what would that be?"
"Hmm? My master?"
Ji Haoyuan was taken aback immediately.
He saw the gray-clad elder smile again and say, "Do you really think that someone like you, who has truly comprehended one of the Seven Great True Scriptures of our Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land, would have no one take you as a disciple?
Ordinary true inheritors all have their own masters, let alone you, a direct lineage true inheritor who has comprehended one of our Holy Land's Seven Great True Scriptures.
