"Hehe, since little friend Ye Xuan is eager to ask. Then I'll speak frankly."
The old Family Head of the Jiang Family chuckled softly and pushed the cup of tea on the table aside. He looked earnestly at Ye Xuan and said, "Little friend Ye Xuan is the disciple of the Carefree Dao Monarch, isn't that right?"
"That's right!"
Ye Xuan was momentarily stunned, but still nodded in acknowledgment.
"Little friend Ye Xuan has cultivated a supreme technique, correct?"
The old Family Head of the Jiang Family's expression grew much more serious, full of doubt.
"That's right!"
Ye Xuan furrowed his brows tightly, nodding again, thinking to himself, "This old immortal, could he be eyeing my 'Yantian Great Dao Technique'?"
Seemingly having guessed Ye Xuan's thoughts, the old Family Head of the Jiang Family couldn't help but cough lightly a few times and said, "Little friend Ye Xuan is too tense. My Jiang Family is an ancient family; we do have a supreme technique of our own."
"Hmm."
