Outside the Qingshan Sect mountain gate.
An old man, dressed in rags with a scraggly beard, arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing the magnificent, giant gate, he couldn't help but rub his eyes.
"Could I have come to the wrong place?"
But after clearly seeing the three words "Qingshan Sect" above the gate, he realized that this was indeed the Qingshan Sect.
"What on earth happened in the three months I was away?!"
Just as he approached the entrance, two guarding disciples stopped him.
"Halt, who are you?"
The old man raised his head and grabbed one of the disciples by the armpit, "Who am I? Take a good look at who I am!"
The other disciple hurriedly looked, and immediately knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Sect Leader!"
"How did you end up looking like a beggar?"
