Pei Laoliu nodded.
Earlier, when he was showing the map to the other person, he had casually said a few ambiguous words, and the fact that he could understand them like this was somewhat justifiable.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.
He hadn't come here simply for a stroll; his main goal was to find someone who could understand the map.
The white-clad man in front of him looked dignified and refined; perhaps he was the scholar referred to by the villagers of East Origin Village, finding him might yield some results.
As for whether he'd be beaten to it by the other person, Master Liu wasn't overly concerned.
After all, the journey to East Origin Village was at least seven or eight days on foot, but with his flying sword, he could reach it in just half an hour, so how could anyone get there before him?
