Zheng Fa looked at this disciple from the Tianhe Sect.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed that this person was quite tall. Zheng Fa's height in modern terms would be around 185 centimeters, but it only came up to the other's eyebrows.
Perhaps because of this, when he wore his crane robe, it made him appear lean and gave him an air of elegance and mystique befitting a sage or immortal.
But Zheng Fa hadn't forgotten the image of this man channeling the Heavenly Thunder with his muscular, imposing figure...
He felt a bit wary in his heart as this person had seemed a bit mad before.
The other seemed to understand Zheng Fa's expression, his own face froze for a second as if he remembered something, and he curled his fingers in front of himself to make a very unique hand gesture and said, "Yan Wushuang, a True Disciple of the Tianhe Sect, greets you, Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Fa also made a polite gesture in response, "Zheng Fa from the Jiushan Sect, greets Yan True Disciple."
