This cultivator was not very old, looking to be around thirty years old.
Completely different from the young cultivators seen in the Mount Moningtons, the cultivators in the Mount Moningtons hunted and killed demonic beasts to obtain their inner cores as a way of cultivation, so they would inevitably appear somewhat unkempt.
However, this young cultivator, dressed in a white silk robe, was elegant and immaculate. He stood on a tree branch several feet high as if he hadn't heard Remus speak, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance as if overlooking everything.
Remus hesitated momentarily, then said, "Friend, may I ask about Shenington..."
"Hush!" Before he could finish speaking, the young cultivator interrupted with a hushing sound.
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