Yang Ling thought to himself, "this son is not inferior to Niu Dapeng, nor to his disciples. I just don't know the origin of him. Let's ask him clearly first. " Then he asked with a smile, "if you want to visit a teacher, I can't promise you right away. I want to ask you a few questions."

the boy nodded, still kneeling.

Yang Ling asked, "what's your name? Why do people call you wild boy?"

"Huixian, my name is yueguhan. My father was the Grand Master of miaoxiangguo. It has been three years since I fled to the mountains because my father was killed. " The boy replied.

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