Reflecting on the years they had known each other, Jinquan said, "I think he must be an elderly man; his voice was very hoarse, and I happened to catch a glimpse of his hand once—a withered, aged hand."
Shen Mingshu clicked her tongue twice and mocked, "Jinquan, you've known him for at least sixteen years, yet you've only ever seen his hand and don't even know his name. After following him for sixteen years without even managing to join the Qingxu Sect, what on earth were you hoping to get out of it?"
Jinquan's face flushed with a dark, changing mix of anger and embarrassment. He gritted his teeth and said, "He only told me he was from the Qingxu Sect last year when he had me help him break the Four Symbols Formation. Before that, I was just following him to learn some skills; I didn't care what he looked like."
Chapter 77