The forest was silent for a moment before there was movement. A twenty-odd year old teen, his face red and smooth, looking dignified in a Taoist robe, awkwardly walked out of the forest. Quickly he turned cold and serious, "You are Zong Shou, the Prince of Gantian Mountain?"
Zong Shou subconsciously touched his face, thinking to himself, -I am really famous, no matter where I go there are people who recognize me.-
This person's robe seemed really familiar, like he had seen the images on it before.
Thinking back to the memories of his last life, Zong Shou said, "So what if I am? You are from Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect?"
"That's right! Fourth generation disciple, ninth direct disciple, Long Batian!"