Zhao De touched his face, then closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before asking:
"Why are you calling me Master?"
"Um... Sworn Brother sent me."
Yang Ling said.
He could understand the other man's reaction.
Even if the other man had also had that dream, his identity now was Seal Keeper Zhao of Jiayi City's Cicada-Holding Directorate, not Zhao De.
If he had been in the other man's shoes, he would have been very surprised too.
Zhao De fell silent for a while. Rather than answering Yang Ling directly, he asked:
"Who is your sworn brother?"
"Ji Tianming."
Yang Ling said.
"How strange..."
Zhao De looked Yang Ling up and down, his brows furrowing slightly:
"Do you know who I am?"
Yang Ling glanced around and said cautiously:
"Can I say that here? Walls have ears, after all."
"Say it."
Zhao De said coldly.
"Master Zhao De."
Yang Ling said.
Zhao De asked, "How many other masters do you have?"
"Two. Master Yun and White Bone Master."
"..."
Zhao De thought for a moment, then paced back and forth around the room. He kept walking for a full quarter of an hour without stopping, clearly pondering the matter all the while.
"I had long since stopped dreaming, yet that day, I had a dream."
"It was a very strange dream. I dreamed of someone I had never seen before."
Zhao De stopped in his tracks and fixed his piercing gaze on Yang Ling:
"That person was you."
Yang Ling gave an awkward smile. "Sworn Brother had the same dream."
"When did you and I last meet in the dream?"
Zhao De suddenly asked again.
"Over in Jiajiu City, just after I advanced to the fourth rank."
Yang Ling said.
Zhao De stared at Yang Ling for a long