"Master Zhang, here I am to wish you a Happy New Year!"
Ye Weiming arrived at the back hall of Wudang Mountain as if he were returning home, unimpeded, and after meeting Zhang Sanfeng, he immediately bowed deeply, with all the proper courtesies.
Seeing Ye Weiming like this, Zhang Sanfeng immediately stepped forward to help him up, smiling as he said, "Looking at you, you must have received the mission related to the 'Nine Yang Scripture' from the pyrotechnic monk, haven't you?"
"And tell me, are you sure you came to Wudang Mountain today to wish me a new year, and not to make trouble?"
Ye Weiming chuckled mischievously, "How could that be? I'm here to pay my respects first!"
Zhang Sanfeng continued to smile, "And make trouble afterward?"
"Hehe..."
Ye Weiming continued to feign ignorance, "Actually, there are three main reasons for my visit today."
Zhang Sanfeng was immediately intrigued, "Besides paying a New Year's visit, what are the other two things?"