C1238 Legend

The old monk nodded his head in acknowledgement as he heard Dao Zun's reply. His dried eyebrows were relaxed, like two withered leaves hanging off a tree branch, ready to fall at any time. On the surface, Dao Zun looked calm, but he was ecstatic. He understood that he had finally passed the first impression. The reason why he wanted to acknowledge an old monk was because of fate, not talent