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The tavern was very quiet, and the barkeep had soon gone back inside after bringing the wine. Ye Feng opened the bottle and poured a cup for the Old Beggar, asking, "May I know the senior's name?"
Who knew the Old Beggar just waved his hand and said, "A name is but a handle, knowing it or not makes no difference. From now on, you can just call me Old Beggar."
Ye Feng nodded without asking further. It was clear this person was free-spirited, such characters do not get bogged down by formalities. He was truly liberated from the worldly concerns, and it made him far superior to those recluses from the Four Great Ancient Clans.
Once the wine was downed, the Old Beggar chuckled and began, "Lad, I gather by now, you've probably guessed my identity, haven't you?"
Ye Feng nodded and said, "If the junior doesn't guess wrong, the senior must be a friend of my sworn brother, right?"