"Why did you come here in person?"
As dusk began to settle, the reply from the Holy Capital arrived. Lin Zhangkong stared in shock at the elderly man standing before him holding the message.
The old man wore a crimson robe and puffed on a hand-rolled cigarette. Each time he exhaled a ring of smoke, the wrinkles on his face tightened with the motion. There was not a trace of Internal Energy fluctuation about him; he looked precisely like any ordinary old man.
Chapter 29