"Eldest Senior Brother, I swore... I haven't drunk alcohol in many years."
[Is that so...] Skeleton murmured: [I should have remembered...]
At this moment, Chenyinzi took a deep breath and stated his purpose: "This time, I came to disrupt your seclusion for the sake of the sect's survival."
"Eldest Senior Brother, we have found a way to extend your life!"
[Extend... life?]
Skeleton heard these words and seemed to want to laugh. It was not the joy of hearing long-cherished news, but rather a helpless smile: [It's useless, Little Gu, I'm not actually lingering on, I am...]
At this moment, An Jing stepped forward.
He stood before Skeleton, bowed deeply: "My name is An Jing, I am the grand-disciple of Grandmaster Chenyin, disciple of my master Mingguang Dust, paying respects to my Grand-Uncle Master!"
[An, Jing]
Skeleton turned his head and looked at An Jing.
An Jing also looked at this old martial artist, who had reached the pinnacle of decline.
What kind of eyes were those?
