"Master Ye, does it hurt?" Yan Xiang asked, moving closer.
His voice was gentle with a lightness that could only come with age. Shen Jiyu restrained the pain in his voice. Knocking against stuff was normal for him, he had all kinds of cuts and scars all over his knees and feet.
"It is no problem. Thank you for your concern." Shen Jiyu said as he pushed the cane in front of him.
He did not hear anything again from the young man who wanted to be his disciple but seconds later, he heard a sound of heavy footsteps in front of him.
He followed behind the footsteps and narrowed his eyes as they entered another alley after alley. He did not like all these hidden shortcuts much, they were too quiet, and things could happen easily but he did not have any fear.