Wu De and Xing Ao were delighted to reunite with their old friends. Ling Tian and the younger generation, including Xing Zhan, kept them company. Xing Zhan and Ling Tian had not seen each other for four or five hundred years, so their reunion was stirring too. They drank together and chatted, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
As everyone talked, Wen Jian walked straight over. After giving Wu De and the others a slight bow, he came to Ling Tian and said, "Brother Ling, I have something I'd like to ask you. I hope you won't mind telling me."
Wen Jian was simple by nature and gentle in manner. He wouldn't resent Ling Tian just because Ling Tian had fallen out with his senior brother, so he didn't avoid the others as he went straight to Ling Tian with his question.
"Brother Wen Jian, you want to know whether Min'er came, right?" Ling Tian naturally knew what Wen Jian wanted to ask. He wasn't stingy with the truth, and nodded. "That's right, Min'er came. She's been doing well all these years. She should be at Qingyun Mountain now; that's where her sect is."
At that, a smile appeared in Wen Jian's eyes. He bowed. "Thank you for telling me, Brother Ling. I'll take my leave."
"Tsk, tsk. Wen Jian really is no ordinary man." Xing Ao praised him, then glanced at Xing Zhan. "Boy, you've got plenty of rivals in your generation. Life shouldn't be too lonely."
"Right. Brother Wen Jian and Brother Ling are both opponents I respect. Having rivals like them makes life all the more exciting." Xing Zhan's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit. Then he suddenly remembered something. "By the way, all of us are here. Where are Brother Tian Du, Brother Chong Lou, Fairy Tian Xin, and the