Mr. Wrinkles

Elder Ning had just arrived when he heard Kana's sharp tongue causing him to almost fall out of the sky. He could only shake his head and bitterly smile. He was old as well and had wrinkles, but Elder Ye was someone who looked like an old leather bag that had not been taken care of correctly. 

Elder Ye's finger froze in the air as he pointed at Kana. Not once since he became a core formation cultivator has anyone cursed him like this. He was completely speechless. His mouth was opening and closing, but no words were coming out. His face was turning bright red. It seemed Kana had really hit one of his sore spots. He knew he had more wrinkles than others his age, but there was nothing he could do about it. Just to reach the core formation realm he had to waste many years of his life. But even still, he was still a godly core formation cultivator. To have a brat in the body fortification realm treat me like this was a huge slap to his face.