"Qiu Yuchuan, what are you standing around for? Escort me down the mountain." Old Zhao flicked his sleeve, and the tightly closed hall doors swung open. His sharp gaze glanced at Qiu Yuchuan, who was leaning against an outside pillar playing with his phone.
Qiu Yuchuan shivered and put away his phone, scurrying to catch up, "Yes, se... senior...! Senior, please slow down, I can't keep up with your speed. Who exactly are you that even the Snake Lord respects you so much? I've seen countless Mystic Sect's sects… never come across anyone like you…"
The Snake Sect has many barriers protecting its sect, making it difficult for outsiders to set foot.
Old Zhao, being extremely smart, sought out Qiu Yuchuan in the village before his visit and was led to the Snake Sect by the Disciple of the Horse Immortal, Qiu Yuchuan.
It was only natural to have Qiu Yuchuan see him off when descending the mountain.
