Stone Family Fortress (Second Update)

The frozen river had just begun to thaw, but the bitter wind still howled. The area was nothing but Wild Mountains and Ridges, devoid of human life. Meng Qi had never expected that he would really disturb someone's sweet dreams.

"Sorry, sorry. I just encountered some good news and got carried away." Meng Qi had always been polite, and he cupped his hands as he spoke.

At the same time, he felt slightly wary. To remain undetected by him within a radius of two or three li, and given that the other party bore no ill will, that person's strength could not be underestimated. He was either a grandmaster or possessed a secret art for concealing his presence and aura.

An old man with grizzled hair emerged from the dense woods. He wore filthy clothes covered in patches and leaned on a blue-green bamboo staff as thick as a bowl. Eight cloth sacks hung from his shoulder. His eyebrows were thick and bushy, and wrinkles filled the corners of his eyes and his forehead, yet he looked neither fierce nor aged in the slightest. His eyes were clear, like a child's.

An Elder of the Beggars Sect with eight sacks? Meng Qi quietly drew a breath. He had quite a few grudges with the Beggars Sect, and encountering one so suddenly while wearing his original appearance inevitably stirred his emotions.

Of course, if the other party insisted on making trouble, he would not be afraid. When soldiers came, he would meet them with generals; when water came, he would block it with earth. He had offended far too many experts and powerhouses. The Beggars Sect would have to take a number and line up!

The old beggar looked Meng Qi up and down. "Young and full of vigor, high-spirited and