Lan Chang'an had never expected to meet the man who had guided him onto the path of cultivation in Yellow Dragon Immortal City.
Before the memories of this life awakened.
On the Raging River Gang's territory, Lan Chang'an had become acquainted with a down-and-out, injured Rogue Cultivator—Daoist Guan.
With the other man's guidance, he had set foot on the immortal path, and later gone to Golden Cloud Valley to take part in the assessment.
Back then, when Lan Chang'an returned to the Raging River Gang to see his foster father, he had asked after Daoist Guan and learned that the latter had left without a word two months after the sect assessment.
From then on, there had been no news of him.
"Lan Chang'an, is it really you?"
Daoist Guan's voice was excited, his white beard trembling slightly as he walked closer.
They had not seen each other for nearly thirty years. Daoist Guan had aged greatly, nearing eighty, his cultivation at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer.
Behind Daoist Guan stood a delicate-looking girl of thirteen or fourteen, timid in bearing. Her almond eyes blinked as she looked Lan Chang'an over curiously.
"This is the female disciple this poor Daoist took in here in Yellow Dragon Immortal City. Her name is Guan Qiaozhi."
When he looked toward the little girl, Daoist Guan's gaze softened considerably.
"Hello, Brother Lu," Guan Qiaozhi greeted him obediently.
Hearing his female disciple's form of address, Daoist Guan stroked his beard and laughed.
"Qiaozhi, don't be fooled by Lan Chang'an's youthful looks. His true age is probably even greater than your birth father's."
"Ah!"
Guan Qiaozhi covered her mouth with her hand in surprise, her cheeks flushed red.
Lan Chang'an grumbled inwardly: *Daoist Guan really doesn't trust me. We've only just met, and he's already exposing