The white-haired old man seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.
Like a benevolent grandfather next door, he felt approachable and amiable.
One couldn't help but develop a liking for him.
Of course, Lin Fan didn't think that the man was an ordinary person.
Without a doubt, the man's cultivation was incredibly high, far beyond Lin Fan's current sense.
Thus, Lin Fan became more wary.
He paid his respects: "Greetings, senior."
The white-haired old man laughed heartily in response: "No need to be so formal, I'm just a damned old man who hasn't died yet."
After a pause, he kindly asked, "Are you the one delivering 'The Cloud and Water Scroll'?"
Li Fan nodded and then passed over the seven-colour model.
The white-haired old man took the miniature Celestial Palace of Clouds and Waters and examined it closely, a look of infinite nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
"Yes, this is it."
"Hanhai, Taiyi, Fu Yun… "
"Long time no see."