A clear, hearty laugh came from the horizon. The man had yet to arrive, but his voice had reached them first.
Before the words had faded, a streak of light tore across the sky and landed before Shen Changchuan in the blink of an eye.
When the radiance dispersed, a man in a dark robe embroidered with cloud patterns appeared before him.
His brows were sharp as swords, his sideburns sculpted as though by a blade.
A blue-jade wine gourd hung at his waist, and a faint fragrance of wine lingered around him.
His facial features carried a certain upright air. At first glance, one could not help but feel some goodwill toward him.
"So you are Senior Brother from Master's line. This Junior Brother greets Senior Brother Situ!"
"I failed to recognize Senior Brother at once. Please forgive me."
A trace of confusion appeared on Shen Changchuan's face. When the other party announced his name, countless memories flashed through his mind as he searched for the name Situ Yuan.
Yet he seemed to find nothing.
Hong Yang had once introduced him to the disciples under their Master, but Situ Yuan's name was absent from his memories.
However,
this was Yuqing Immortal Sect territory. Surely no one would dare impersonate another's identity here?
Moreover, the other man's aura clearly belonged to someone in the Spirit Wandering realm.
All of this slightly dispelled Shen Changchuan's suspicions.
Shen Changchuan then cupped his hands and bowed to Situ Yuan.
"Hey, Junior Brother, why say such things?"
"Master has many disciples. Junior Brother has only just arrived, so it is perfectly normal that you do not know me."
Situ Yuan laughed heartily and casually flicked his hand. The blue-jade wine gourd at his waist swayed slightly, producing a crisp sloshing sound.
"It is good