"Are you the hermit mentor of Feng Xian?"
As soon as Wang Zhifan heard the word "Shenfeng," he reacted immediately. He had only heard this term when learning about the life of a young general under his command. Connecting this with the old man's anomaly before him, he instantly made the association.
"Xian is indeed my beloved disciple, but I am not here for him, and he is unaware of my visit."
The old man immediately replied, while he picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup for both Wang Zhifan and himself.
"Feng Xian is currently busy training a new batch of the Dragon Charging Army in Lv Country, so you are unlikely to meet him."
Wang Zhifan nodded slightly, believing that the other's ability to find him had nothing to do with his beloved disciple, for his accompanying visit was not predetermined, and his choice to stroll was purely spontaneous. The fact that this person managed to encounter him was indeed suggestive of some skill.
