“Ye Qingtian, is this how you pay me a visit?” The voice made Lin Yun tremble because the owner of this voice was Elder Long Yun. But how did Elder Long Yun manage to recognize him? The Mo Clan forged the Silvermoon Mask, which had a powerful disguise aside from protecting his fatal spots.

“Why are you sneaking around when visiting me? Remove your mask!” The Dragon Origin Great Saint roared.

This made Lin Yun bitterly smile before he removed the mask.

“It’s really you. I was just wondering who was so bold to disrupt my peace.” The Dragon Origin Great Saint sneered after seeing Lin Yun’s appearance. “What’s the matter? Is it so embarrassing to take me as your master that you have to sneak in while wearing a mask?”

The corner of Lin Yun’s lips twitched, and he knew that he was careless. The Dragon Origin Great Saint wasn’t sure about his identity, and yet he fell for his trap.

The two passed by a river and casually sat down. Opposite the river was a towering palace, hidden in the mist that made it seem mysterious.

“Why didn’t you remove the mask when the elders came after you?” The Dragon Origin Great Saint asked.

Lin Yun was stunned and immediately tried to find an explanation. But he suddenly realized...