As the True Dharma Master who had long managed the Taishan Sect's affairs, Master Qingyang's authority was no different from the Sect Leader's, even though he didn't hold the title.
Those who could associate with Master Qingyang were, naturally, no ordinary people.
In a secluded courtyard, Fang Chuanyu stood slightly bowed beside a Daoist, recounting what he had just seen.
This Daoist bore a slight resemblance to him, with a refined and handsome face, deep eyes, and the appearance of a man in his fifties.
"Grandfather, Uncle Master is back. Does that mean you won't be able to manage the sect's affairs anymore?"
Fang Chuanyu lifted his head slightly, asking tentatively.
This man was none other than the Taishan Sect's newly promoted Dharma Grandmaster, Master Qingshan, Fang Rushan.
"Mere worldly affairs. What's so great about managing them? Don't tell me you've been using my name to do something you shouldn't have again?"
