"You can be persistent, but don't disturb others. Otherwise, you can only get the result that you don't want to see. Do you understand?"
Qin Shuang nodded and pursed her lips sadly. Moments later, she smiled at Samuel. "Junior Brother!"
"You deserve my teaching." The old man laughed and took a sip of his tea.
Samuel looked at the old man gratefully. Although the man was not handsome, he was quite profound. With just a few words, he gave Samuel and Qin Shuang a great sense of understanding, and even solved the knot in their hearts.
"By the way, thank you for your help this time. May I know your name?" Samuel stood up, filled the old man with tea, and said gratefully.
"Name?" The old man was slightly stunned. After a while, he suddenly laughed and said, "I've lived for too many years. I forgot what my name is."
Hearing this, Samuel and Qin Shuang looked at each other in dismay. From the looks of the old man, he didn't seem to be lying, nor did he seem to be perfunctory.
How old would he be if he could live until he forgot his name?
"I don't remember how long it has been since the day I was able to remember things. I only remember the red sun rising and the purple moon hanging in the sky!" The old man smiled.
Hearing this, Qin Shuang's face suddenly turned frosty and her beautiful eyes widened.
Then, Qin Shuang looked at Samuel and said incredulously, "I heard my master say that the sun was red and the moon was purple when heaven and earth first opened in the Eight Direction World!"
Hearing this, Samuel also widened his eyes.
That was to say, the old man had existed since the beginning the Eight Direction World? And now...
Wasn't that billions of years, or... or even more?
However, how could a person's life span be so long?
Even a True God would have to face death. Otherwise, the various True Gods wouldn't have alternated positions in the Eight Direction World. The great clans would switch positions, and the Hall of Mount Qi wouldn't be of any use.
However, the old man in front of him had covered the entire past and present. This was simply unbelievable and even hard to understand.
"Senior, are you kidding me?" Qin Shuang asked carefully.
"That's not important." The old man chuckled. He didn't care about the opinions of Samuel and Qin Shuang. Then, he turned his gaze to Samuel. "The most important thing is you, young man."
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