"Many thanks to the senior for the tea. My surname is Yuan, may I know how to address the senior?" Yuan Ming thanked him and asked.
"Zhao Gui." The old farmer did not mind that Yuan Ming gave only his surname and responded.
"The junior sees the senior has an extraordinary demeanor, and you're clearly not of the same clan as those outside, could it be that you are an Immortal from Golden Sunflower Island?" Yuan Ming complimented him before asking again.
"Haha, I am just an old servant, how can I be considered an Immortal? Even my ancestors were nothing more than servants to the Golden Sunflower Immortal." Zhao Gui laughed self-deprecatingly and said.
"Golden Sunflower Immortal?" Yuan Ming's eyes lit up.
