"Of course, after all, your reputation as the Yaksha is quite formidable. If I mention your name during any incident, countless people will give me the green light, and it feels wonderful."
"Naturally."
The old man stroked his beard, looking proud.
Suddenly, he paused, stared at Song Yun, and said warily, "Something's wrong, you kid are being overly attentive for no reason, that's either deceit or theft. Don't hide anything from me, speak up directly."
"Wise old man." Song Yun gave a thumbs up and then said cheekily, "Speaking of which, I've realized my skills aren't that great at the moment. So I've come back to ask if you have any 'Reaching God Divine Palm,' 'Nine Swords Solitary,' or 'Muscle-Changing Classic.' If you do, don't keep them to yourself, let this disciple of yours practice."
The old man blew on his mustache, and said irritably, "Do you want to practice 'Kuihua Manual'?"
Song Yun grinned and said, "You'd better keep that for yourself, just give me the others."
