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"Old Zhang, you've been hiding things pretty deep, huh? You've actually met this heretic sect leader?"

Ji Nian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I was afraid you'd react like this. That's why I kept it quiet."

Zhang Shuzhou looked a bit helpless, then turned to Yang Ling:

"Li Fengxian looks very ordinary, but I suspect he has disguise techniques, because I've also seen his wanted poster in reality. He clearly looks like a middle-aged man, not young at all.

But when I saw him, he didn't look a day over thirty."

Ji Nian was slightly startled. He instinctively tried to get up, but forgot that all his limbs and bones were broken. The pain made him grunt, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He twisted his head to look at Zhang Shuzhou, his gaze sharp:

"Are you saying Li Fengxian doesn't look over thirty? That's impossible. In our files, he's fifty-two years old!"