When Ye Feng looked up and saw the old man, Huang Lao, at the same time, Huang Lao also raised his head to look at him, their eyes suddenly met.
“What should I call you, Ye Feng or Mo Jiuge?”
Huang Lao indifferently asked this, he then shifted his gaze and relentlessly fired his stare at Ye Feng.
“Old man, probably, I haven’t seen you before, right?”
Ye Feng smiled while saying so, he tried his best to pull a superficial act just to prove that he really hadn’t seen him before.
“Is that so?”