You Are Su Ming!

"I lack a servant," Su Ming said flatly while standing in the air. He cast a glance at Bei Qiong, who was in his right hand. By then, Bei Qiong's face had already become pale. When Su Ming looked over, he looked full of despair and was begging for mercy.

"Sect Elder Wang, if you value this person, then it is his serendipity. We had some misunderstandings between us just now, so I hope that you will not mind."

The white-robed scholar stood up and spoke respectfully to Su Ming. He did not suspect Su Ming's identity. THey were within Seven Moons Sect, so no one would dare to pretend to be the sect elder.

And Su Ming was still a member of Seven Moons Sect. If he pretended to be a sect elder, he would be exposed in a moment. Ripples had spread out of the plate once it appeared, but up till then, no sect elder had come forth, which was a very telling sign of what was going on.