Abraham.
No introduction was needed; upon seeing the white-robed elder, Zheng Qing's mind immediately flashed with the name.
Zheng Qing knew very little about this name.
However, he had seen this name in some reference books in the library; whether it was the same person, he did not know.
The Abraham in the books was an ascetic, and the white-robed elder now before Zheng Qing, dressed plainly with rough skin, indeed seemed like a weather-beaten ascetic.
For some unknown reason, Zheng Qing always felt that the white robe appeared somewhat darkened.
The young wizard dared not speak or ask about the old panda's evaluation.
He only dared to maintain composure, with eyes on his nose and nose on his heart, standing properly beside the gentleman, ears perked up - Leviathan's performance was no better than Zheng Qing's; at least when previously beside the gentleman, it was still breathing.
