The cultivation level of the old handsome guy is indeed very high.
Even though he smokes, drinks, goes clubbing, is always entangled in debts of love, is often dragged off to act as a makeshift Dao companion, and even sets up a stall selling consecrated souvenirs and figurines at the foot of Qianfeng Ling Mountain, his cultivation level is truly high.
He can even instantaneously detect "time displacement," something that theoretically shouldn't leave any trace in the real world, and notice that Yu Sheng just "went somewhere else."
"Let me take a breather first," Yu Sheng looked at Yuan Hao in surprise and then immediately waved his hand amid the concerned gazes of the three Erins piled up, "Let's go to the living room, sit down, and I'll tell you slowly."
"Oh, should we call the silly fox and the C-type buckle back?" the Erins blinked. "Anyway, the silly fox just goes down the mountain to eat, eat, eat..."
