The Supreme Elder of the Tianlang Sect froze for a moment, then turned his head in confusion to look at Yang Ji.
Yang Ji glanced sideways at Demon Shadow, "You go out first!"
"Yes, my lord!" Demon Shadow nodded and walked out of the hall consciously.
"Senior, please take a seat!" Once the hall was left with just the two of them, Yang Ji gestured for the Supreme Elder of the Tianlang Sect to sit down.
"Senior? I dare not presume," the Supreme Elder of the Tianlang Sect demurred, shaking his head.
"Senior, our next conversation is somewhat confidential. As a Mahayana cultivator, could you cast a prohibition to shield our conversation and keep it from others?" Yang Ji continued to build rapport, asking him to cast a spell to shield their private conversation, creating a little secret between them, which undoubtedly made their relationship "closer".