352 Selena Zenith

The old man was completely stumped for a fleeting moment… but only for a moment.

Almost instantly, he gave me a reassuring smile and responded, "What do you mean, little one?"

I shook my head slightly, not buying his act.

"Don't feign ignorance," I retorted. "I met the one they call the Prince of Mount Hua, Alfa Zenith."

The old man's expression soured for a split second, but he quickly managed to regain his composure and wear a smile back on his nearly unwrinkled face.

"He said some interesting words when he met me," I continued.

Trying to stifle a chuckle, the old man quipped, "Let me take a guess. He said something like – That old fucker is ready to teach that trash and an outsider but not me."

...Woah, he nailed it word for word.

Not knowing how to respond, I simply nodded and admitted, "Yeah."

The smile on the old man's face widened into a grin before he burst out in a hearty laughter.