"Master."
In the Hundred Herbs Hall, Yin Daoyan was taken aback when he saw the sudden appearance of Zhong Lin, and quickly rose from the lounge chair.
"Disciple... when did you return?" Yin Daoyan asked in surprise.
"Just got back."
Zhong Lin had a beaming smile, deeply missing his master.
After entering the Sword Cauldron Sect at the beginning of the year, Yin Daoyan did not linger long and returned to Tianyang City to oversee the Hundred Herbs Hall. This was why Zhong Lin made a detour instead of heading directly back to the sect and returned to Tianyang City first.
"You brat, returning without giving a heads-up."
Yin Daoyan came forward and gave Zhong Lin a heavy pat on the shoulder, with an undisguisable smile on his face.
"Master, I am now First Grade."
"First Grade is First Grade, what's there to... wait a minute, did you say which grade?"
Yin Daoyan's voice suddenly shook, his body slightly stiffened, and he looked at Zhong Lin with disbelief.
