Tan Jinglin bowed respectfully to Ning Jiang, his face filled with reverence.
"Tan Jinglin," Ning Jiang acknowledged with a nod. "It's you."
"Just a short while ago, I was thinking of you, Mr. Ning. I never expected to see you here. It must be fate," Tan Jinglin said with a smile.
"Grandmaster Tan, what are you doing?" Watching Tan Jinglin acting so deferential before Ning Jiang, Liang Xiyue's voice was filled with shock.
This Grandmaster was old enough to be Ning Jiang's grandfather, and even she had to address him as senior.
Tan Jinglin was a Grandmaster, after all!
There were no more than ten Alchemy Grandmasters like him in all of Cyan Cloud Country, and every single one of them was on equal footing with those on the Innate List.
In the entire circle of alchemists in Cyan Cloud Country, the only person who could make a Grandmaster like Tan Jinglin bow was her master, Pill King Lu Changsheng.
