Night Heaven Tower.
On the top floor, it was spacious, with only an elder in a wide-sleeved Taoist robe, wearing white clothes and white hair, sitting on a small wooden table. On the small table, there was also a teapot and cup made of Cyan Jade Glaze.
Seeing Ye Qingchen coming upstairs, he didn't even raise his eyelids. While using true fire to roast the Spirit Spring, with the fragrance of tea wafting around, he leisurely said:
"I have pursued the endless Sword Dao my whole life, and now at over ninety, Mr. Ye, you are just in your early twenties, yet you possess such cultivation and strength. Truly, it makes me feel ashamed!"
Ye Qingchen didn't speak, casually sat in front of Manor Master Xie, took the tea handed over by the other party, drank it all in one sip, and then said:
"Manor Master Xie, this meeting is about Xie Wangsun, isn't it?"
"That's right!"
Xie Xiaofeng nodded slightly, leisurely saying:
