Ma Hongjun's Mountain Visit

Yu Xiaogang picked up the wine glass before him and drained it in one gulp.

He had truly drunk quite a lot tonight, and he had not deliberately used soul power to dispel the effects of the alcohol. At that moment, his head swam, and even Flender before his eyes seemed to have become two shadows.

Yu Xiaogang set down his glass, pressed one hand tightly against his forehead, and shook his head hard, trying to clear his mind. Yet the dizziness surged over him like a tide, impossible to suppress.

"Flender, you know what my situation was back then."

Yu Xiaogang raised a hand and loosened his collar, attempting to dispel the heat brought on by the alcohol. His tone remained calm. "Because of my Martial Soul, I was stuck at the threshold of Level 29 Soul Elder, unable to move forward. It was only after Mr. Willow pointed me in the right direction that I broke through the shackles of my Martial Soul in one stroke."

"You could say that my ability to resolve the problem of my Martial Soul's malignant mutation is entirely thanks to Mr. Willow."

Yu Xiaogang lightly tapped his fingertips against the table and looked out into the deep night beyond the window. "Now that your student's Martial Soul has a problem, why did you think of coming to me?"

"You should go to the Divine Wood Sect in the Far North and find Mr. Willow."

"Mr. Willow? Sigh! How could I not know I should seek him out?"

Flender leaned back, and the chair back gave a faint creaking sound. He sighed heavily, the corner of his mouth curving with helplessness. "It's just that Mr. Willow is already a Titled Douluo now. The gap between us is far too great."

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