"Sen... Mas..." Jiang Wang tried several forms of address before finally being able to ask, "How are you?"
Once, he had rushed ten thousand miles to intercept Zhuang Gaoxian above the Long River, fought a great battle, and saved his life.
This time, Kujue had even gone so far as to leave the Hanging Temple, pursuing Zhao Xuanyang under pressure from the Jing Kingdom and snatching him out of mortal danger. Though he had failed to catch up, if not for Kujue's pursuit, Zhao Xuanyang would not have chosen to enter the Ancient Demon Den, and Jiang Wang would have had no chance of saving himself...
Even the way ancient teachers treated their disciples was no more than this.
This bond was too deep, too weighty. He truly did not know how he could repay it!
And what could an Inner Palace cultivator like him possibly do for a Current Era True Lord who played through the dust of the world?
"What could be wrong with me? Of course I'm very well!" Kujue said with a chuckle. "Good disciple, how did you get away?"
"A friend saved me," Jiang Wang said. "But for now, we're still negotiating with the Jing Kingdom under the pretense that I'm missing, so please don't reveal that I've escaped yet. I was worried that you would be concerned, which is why I made a special trip to the Hanging Temple and asked Dharma Master Jingli to notify you."
Kujue suddenly widened his eyes. "You wicked disciple! So you knew your master would worry? Then why didn't you come see your master when you left the Qi State?"
Jiang Wang had no answer, and could only say, "I will never forget your kindness. I truly don't know how I can repay you."
Within the treasure-light round