937 Ji Ning's Second Disciple

Within the mountainous forest. That gray-templed youth continued to work on his simple tools, while Ji Ning continued to stare at him while holding his fish bucket in one hand and his fishing rod in the other.

"How odd. He looks like a youth, but he speaks in such a grandiose manner. I'm just here working on some furniture for myself, and he's been staring at me for more than an hour," the young man muttered to himself. "Still… from the looks of him, he probably isn't an ordinary mortal. How could an ordinary mortal youth be fishing by himself in the deep mountains? His demeanor seems quite extraordinary as well."

Ning just continued to stare, and the young man didn't say anything about it.

Suddenly, Ning let out a laugh as the sword-light in his eyes completely faded away. In truth, no ordinary mortal would even be able to see the sword-light generated from the visualizations he had just performed.