“Haha, Pill master Yun Yao, do you think my eyes have gone bad? I’ve been in the Clan for almost a hundred years, what kind of genius haven’t I seen?” Old man Guan laughed.
Throwing aside cultivation and authority, he beat Yun Yao in experience.
Yun Yao was speechless. Yes, she had only thought for her niece, but she had forgotten Vice Head Guan’s experiences. In almost 100 years time, the Vice Head had seen too many geniuses rise and fall.
Maybe there was something different about Zhao Feng.