"Oh? So you're Dong Jiang's disciple."
Upon hearing my master's name, a look of surprise and delight washed over the old Taoist priest's face, quickly softening into a gentle expression. He looked me up and down, a flash of admiration gleaming in his eyes. He nodded approvingly and couldn't help sighing with emotion, "Splendid, what a fine seedling! To step into the Golden Core Stage at such a tender age—Dong Jiang has taken on a brilliant disciple!"
Hearing that this old man was an old acquaintance of my master's made my heart surge instantly. It felt as though I had found a long-lost family member; my once-tensed nerves gradually relaxed, and my chest swelled with warmth and comfort.
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