A seemingly angry Ji Tianqing signaled Qianye secretly. Qianye quickly changed his stance, bowing as he said, “How should I address you, elder? How long have you been here?”

This was a probe. The old man didn’t seem very concerned, however. He continued trimming his plants and said, “My surname is Lu, I’ve been here for fifty years.”

Qianye suppressed his shock to continue sounding out the man. “This is the Heavenschild Pasture, is it not?”

The old man nodded. “Of course. Apart from the things in this garden, you can take your pick of anything else you see. Some of them require special harvesting methods, so come to me for things you don’t understand.”

Qianye and the others couldn’t believe that things would go so smoothly because this old man was actually quite unfathomable. After just a glance, Qianye felt as though he were facing Luo Bingfeng. He had long since abandoned any notion of robbing the man by force.

Ji Tianqing’s appearance fluctuation slowed down for a moment.

The old man shot her a glance. “Just how old is that...