Qin Shou grumbled inwardly, then smiled and bowed: "Hello, Principal."
The old man sipped his tea indifferently, without even looking up: "Hmm, student, do you need something?"
"Yes, Principal, might I ask, have you ever heard of the Heavenly Eye Divine Race?" Qin Shou probed.
The old man suddenly looked up upon hearing this, smiling kindly.
"Ah, so it's you, Qin Shou. You're asking me about the Heavenly Eye Divine Race—could it be that you've discovered traces of them?"
Qin Shou's smile froze; so, the old man just now realized it was me, huh.
"Yes, Principal. Just a few days ago, while I was pacifying those Radon near the volcano, I accidentally stumbled into an underground space.
There I found a community of Ancient Relic people who worship none other than Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch."
The old man pondered upon hearing this.
"Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch, also known as the Three-eyed. How do you confirm they are truly of the Heavenly Eye Divine Race?" he asked.
