"Ye Zhen?"
"Why is it you? You... you..."
Seeing the highly accomplished senior in front of him suddenly transform into Ye Zhen, Yan Cong screamed hysterically. However, the moment his scream rang out, a Talisman Light flew from Ye Zhen's hand, setting up a soundproof barrier around Yan Cong.
Under normal circumstances, being cautious was one of Ye Zhen's creeds as he roamed the Jianghu for years. Although there were some soundproof effects from the Guardian Talisman Light set up by Yan Cong himself, it was better to be safe.
"Haha, Tower Master Yan, weren't you calling me senior? Come on, say it again. Every time you call me senior, it sounds pleasant to the ear!" Seeing Yan Cong's terrified appearance, Ye Zhen laughed heartily with satisfaction.
