In the villa's second floor, Bai Yan's room.
"Wuwei, take a seat."
Bai Yan pointed at the sofa in front, smiling as he spoke.
"With Master Bai present, how dare this disciple sit."
Chen Wuwei's expression was respectful; he was only in his forties in reality.
However, because of cultivating the Yin Yang Fish, although Chen Wuwei's life force was vigorous, his white hair and beard made him appear like an elderly man.
"Don't be so formal; sit down if I tell you to sit."
Bai Yan spoke with a smiling gaze.
Chen Wuwei sat down, but didn't allow himself to get too comfortable, only perching on the edge.
He wasn't a rigid person by nature but he stuck to his principles. Since he recognized Bai Yan as his master, his stubbornness couldn't be swayed by nine bulls.
In front of Bai Yan, Chen Wuwei consciously placed himself in the pupil's position.
