As a veteran in cultivation circles, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal deserved his nickname Smooth Talker — if he was selling crutches, he could fool people into thinking they were lame; if he was selling cars, he could persuade them into coughing up the cash.
When the cultivation forum had been first set up, it had been short on funds. Relying on his fast-talking skills, he had wandered about in the city in a black windbreaker and ran his con whenever he met someone: Little brother, from your fine physique, I can tell that you're a rare cultivation genius. You will be needed to protect world peace!