Zhu Lin was troubled. However, he could not say anything now when he wanted to find a way out. An elderly voice nailed his foot to the ground.
"Hmmm, Lord Yang, what are you doing here?"
Everyone turned around and found an Old man with a hunched back walking over from a distance. The old man wore a coarse white robe. Yang Tie clasped his fists and bowed as he said, "Greetings, City Lord Pei."
Shi Lang took the hint and followed Yang Tie's example to bow and greet the old man. The old man revealed an amiable smile. After all, everyone present was bowing to him in greeting. This lean and hunched old man was an Immortal Emperor. On top of that, he was a saint-level forger.