"Young Lin Chen, pay respects to Senior Wang Tong."
"Senior can just call me young Lin Chen, I'm unworthy of being addressed as a young lord."
Lin Chen entered the grand hall, and upon seeing the elderly man before him, immediately paid his respects.
After all, Wang Tong was a formidable figure, and the foremost Formation Master in the Cloud Dragon Kingdom; naturally, Lin Chen had to show respect.
However, upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Wang Tong did not stand on ceremony with him and directly took Lin Chen's arm, like a long-lost nephew, pulling him inside the hall with great enthusiasm.
"In that case, I'll call you young friend Lin Chen then."
"Young friend Lin Chen, please follow me inside. Yesterday, my disciple mentioned you, and I was very interested in the mysteries of the spirit arrays you discussed, so I've been eager to meet you."
Wang Tong, taking Lin Chen by the hand, spoke to him like a peer.
