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The old men pursed their lips, unsure of how to respond. Finally, it was the one that seemed to lead them and the same old man who spoke before who stepped forward. 

"In that case, I will lead you to one of our best pill rooms, young Venerable Sacharro. I am the Head of our Dark Flame Tower Guild. You can call me Old Baron or Empyrean Baron."

"I see. It's nice to meet you Empyrean Baron. I won't be imposing on you for long." 

Baron seemed incredibly satisfied with the name Dyon chose to call him. But, if he knew that Dyon chose this title because he viewed 'old' as a term of endearment for friends and not because he respected Baron, it's unknown how he would feel. 

Dyon only called his grand teacher and the Dragon King by that title. He didn't feel like using it on an unknown Empyrean like this, at least not in the context of calling out to a friend.