An old man with snow-white hair, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a wooden staff concealed. He was walking toward the riverbank from behind.,Su Mingren chased after him relentlessly, his face turning blue with anger. "You little brat, if I don't give you a lesson today, you'll never know the difference between right and wrong.","What kind of person is that That's a fairy master! It seems like the fairy master has come to our village!"。