"Well? Aren't you going to formally acknowledge me as your Master?"
The old man stood still for a long time. In the darkness, his back was straight. The release of his presence and the air around him that said he stood supreme in the world would cause many cultivators to find their hearts shaking while their blood boiled.
But… even though his presence had already spread out of his body for the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Su Ming remained silent. The old man immediately returned to his original nature and shouted angrily.
Preview to the next chapter: His Dao!
The Dao of the man in white is essentially what J.B. Watson said in What the nursery has to say about instincts.