Hua Fei carefully scrutinized the dark-red-robed Daoist who was smiling amiably.
"Look carefully."
Hua Fei's eyes suddenly widened.
He stared fixedly at the figure standing motionless atop the clouds.
As he opened his mouth, the corners of his lips trembled without cease. "You... you... could you be... Senior Brother Wu?"
Wu Rong nodded with a smile.
Meeting Senior Brother Wu at this moment was even more shocking than when he had intended to take payment for a job, only to encounter the Patriarch.
It was not because he thought Senior Brother Wu was powerful, but because he had never found the Patriarch's return surprising.
After all, that was the Patriarch.
A figure of legend.
His entire life had been so legendary that seeing him again was nothing unexpected.
But Senior Brother Wu was different.
Although Senior Brother Wu had inherited the Patriarch's true teachings, he had left in a fit of anger back then.
Without the sect's help and support, how far could he possibly go alone?
So many years had passed, and Hua Fei himself had become an old man.
Like the other fellow disciples, he had assumed that Senior Brother Wu had most likely perished outside.
It was said that Senior Brother Wu and Senior Brother Yu had once been known as the Twin Heroes. Senior Brother Yu had long since gone to the upper sect and had even sent word back years ago that he had achieved Spirit Transformation.
If Senior Brother Wu had truly fallen, one could only sigh over the vastly different fates of the two.
Yet today, he had unexpectedly seen Senior Brother Wu return.
True Lord Hua Fei stepped forward to recognize him, sighing, "Senior Brother! I'm Hua Fei. Back then, Senior Brother even gave me guidance."
"Hua Fei, you've grown old."
Wu