Inside the Divine Constable Gate, Xiang Yang and Ning Ke had only just returned hand in hand, their seats not even warm yet, when they received a message sent by Su Baobao: someone wished to see Xiang Yang, an old acquaintance from Yongzhou.
Xiang Yang was puzzled. Yongzhou was his birthplace, and he had indeed met quite a few people in his youth. Yet as his martial arts had advanced over the years, the gap in their strength, status, and standing had grown so vast that so-called old acquaintances had become hard to find.
Curious, Xiang Yang told Ning Ke to rest in her room first and consolidate the Dao Proving realm she had just broken through, while he alone followed the constable bearing the message to see Su Baobao.
"So it was you, Wan Tiancheng? We have not met for years. You have changed greatly."
When Xiang Yang arrived at the room where Su Baobao received outside guests, he spotted at once the young man seated in the guest's chair, sipping tea. Though his bearing and aura had changed, Xiang Yang still recognized him, for this man had played no small role in his younger days.
The only son of the Divine Flood Gang's leader under the Great River Alliance, disciple of Shui Wuhen, a Martial World Myth of his generation, and himself a renowned young expert of Yongzhou—Wan Tiancheng was, in some people's eyes, blessed by heaven.
Wan Tiancheng now wore short hair much like his master's, with several streaks of silver at his temples. His features remained handsome and extraordinary, but his temperament had become far heavier, as though countless troubles weighed upon his heart, enough to bring down the spirits of anyone who saw him.
From the high spirits, sunlight, and confidence of his youth, to