The old man's expression shifted the moment he heard Ye Fan's words. "What do you want with the Wudang Sword Saint?" he asked.
This result was truly unexpected. Ye Fan hadn't anticipated the old man would actually know of the Sword Saint; otherwise, he wouldn't have answered that way.
"Nothing special," Ye Fan said. "I'm just here to settle a score with him."
The old man's heart stirred. "You should leave," he said. "The Wudang Sword Saint is no longer here. If I'm not mistaken, you've come seeking his swordsmanship."
"I can tell you that he's already dead. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you had better look elsewhere." The old man's reply was straightforward, but he had misunderstood Ye Fan's intentions.
"You jest, Senior," Ye Fan replied. "I'm not here to learn the sword; I'm here to settle a score. Settling a score is fundamentally different from learning swordsmanship."
