"Who is the old master?" While handing over the sheepskin scroll to Fang Qiu, the old man asked casually with a smile.

"What old master?" Fang Qiu took over the scroll, looked at the old man with a puzzled face, and pretended that he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

"Haha," The old man laughed heartily.

He was aware that John Doe didn't want to answer.

However, he couldn't force John Doe to answer. If they confronted each ...