"Hey, stop pretending. The director is sleeping. If you wake him up, you'll be in big trouble."
The female doctor looked at him playfully. How could this man, who was only in his twenties, be her grandfather's old friend?
"Bam~~~~"
The door was suddenly flung open, and an elderly man appeared in front of the two. He looked very excited.
"Old Man Qingyun, you're sleeping?? Then I won't disturb you. I'll come see you another time."
Ye Tian looked at the disheveled old man before him, whose hair looked like a bird's nest. For the sake of his granddaughter, he held back his laughter.
"No... no, you came to see me personally. Even if I were dead, I'd have to crawl out of my coffin to meet you."
The old man hurriedly grabbed Ye Tian's arm, a trace of apology in his voice.
This man might be unknown to others, but he certainly knew who he was!!
The man standing atop the world, the Divine Martial Pavilion Master, no one would believe that he was such a young and handsome man.
