It was an elder in white robes, with a benevolent face and an ethereal demeanor. His appearance raised the temperature of the entire subterranean palace by a few degrees.
"This person is..." Ye Xiao's eyes widened.
"Master!" The White-clothed Sword Immortal exclaimed.
"What?!" Ye Xiao looked at the White-clothed Sword Immortal in shock, "This senior is your master?!"
Tears shimmered in the White-clothed Sword Immortal's eyes: "Yes, indeed. This is the master of both Chiyou and me — the previous Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, Master Wan Hun!"
"Master Wan Hun..." Ye Xiao murmured, "Does that mean this senior is my grandmaster?"
"No." The White-clothed Sword Immortal shook his head, "Strictly speaking, Ye Xiao, you are the disciple directly passed down by Chiyou. And this Master Wan Hun is Chiyou's master, so technically he should be your grandmaster."
Ye Xiao hastily bowed to the ethereal figure: "Junior Ye Xiao, pays respects to Grandmaster!"
