The old man's figure flashed and disappeared within the villa's living room. Ling Tianyu and Tang Mingjing exchanged glances and stepped out of the villa, making their way outside.
Tang Shiyao followed closely behind them.
The estate was vast; the old man arrived at the back of the estate and stood atop a pavilion, with a long flute suddenly appearing in his hands—a pure white long flute.
"Boy, if you can withstand my three tunes, you will have withstood three of my moves. If you can hold out, then you shall be qualified to have a discussion with me. How about that?" The old man gazed down emotionlessly at Ling Tianyu.
Before his arrival, he had already made up his mind. With Tang Mingjing and the family's worshipers repeatedly asking, the sect leader had no choice but to send him. Firstly, to test what kind of Divine Doctor this person really was.