Han Li's voice was not loud, but it fell upon the old man's ears like thunder, enough to rouse him from his sleep at once.
"Ah, so there's a guest here. I will find a room for the senior right away." The old man's body jerked after lying prone, suddenly awakened, and he hastily straightened his body, frantically pulling out a peculiar magic artifact resembling a ledger from beneath him to quickly look something up.
Seeing this, Han Li frowned!
The old man before him was also a cultivator; how could he be so completely unguarded? He really seemed to have fallen asleep just now, rather than feigning it.
A thought stirred within him, and he casually glanced at the old man's face. The next moment, he was startled into an exclamation:
"You... you are Xiang Yin! You're still alive; how can you be here!"
