The young Daoist...
Or, more accurately, Immortal Bai watched as Chen Yi walked into Jishi Medicine Hall, a hint of interest on his handsome face.
"Interesting."
He naturally recognized Chen Yi as the rather talented Martial Arts prodigy who had appeared in the East Market the night before.
He also saw through Chen Yi's disguise and attempts at concealment.
That was why he had sought him out. Beyond their chance encounter the previous night and the thought of "offering some guidance" to this Martial Arts prodigy, he was also somewhat curious.
He wanted to see the man's origins, to learn of his master.
He hadn't expected the young man to be so unreceptive.
"Fine, so be it."
"Enter a mountain but refuse to greet the immortal, enter a temple but refuse to bow to the Buddha... you're the only one who loses out."
"My... this humble Daoist's fated connection with you has come to an end."
