After a long while, the Immortal Envoy finally spoke, asking, "Junior Sister, are you serious?!"
The one who asked was an elderly man with a cane, his face was a web of wrinkles devoid of much expression, showing only a touch of solemnity in his eyes.
When people met his gaze, it seemed as if all secrets were laid bare, let alone attempting to lie under his scrutiny!
"Senior Sister!"
The woman bowed her hands toward the elder's gaze and spoke boldly, "If the senior sisters do not believe, I can prove it to you!"
...
After Bai Xiaoxuan finished her demonstration, no one in the loft spoke for five minutes, making Ji Dantong feel tense, not daring to breathe loudly.
The elderly man with the cane was so excited he was trembling and gestured, saying, "Come, child."
Bai Xiaoxuan was somewhat apprehensive but still stepped forward.
The old man grasped her wrist firmly, his eyes welling with tears, and murmured, "Even if it costs my life, I must cultivate you into a talent!"
