Time went back to the moment Jiang Wang and Zhao Rucheng parted.
Jiang Wang had walked the road to Mingde Hall countless times. He knew every food stall along the way by heart, good or bad.
This was Maple Forest City, where he had lived and cultivated for years. Walking through it gave him a sense of ease and peace of mind he could rarely find elsewhere.
He was so relaxed that when someone bumped into him, he didn't manage to dodge in time.
No, perhaps he had done his best to dodge, but he was still hit.
The collision felt incredibly strange. They weren't pushed apart by the impact, as people normally would be, with one person knocked over or left unmoved depending on how firmly they were planted.
Instead, they stuck together.
In other words, the collision seemed to produce a force of attraction, not repulsion.
How bizarre!
Jiang Wang looked at the black-robed man standing almost chest to chest with him, and the hairs on his body inexplicably stood on end.
He had a powerful instinct that this man was terrifying. He was no match for him.
The gap in strength was so vast that if Jiang Wang tried to use his status as a Maple Forest City Daoist Academy disciple to escape and raise the alarm, the other man could kill him and leave at his leisure.
"Looks like you're that guy's junior brother..." The black-robed man leaned close to Jiang Wang's ear and said, "How about I stay at your place for a few days?"
Jiang Wang nodded stiffly.
"Good." The black-robed man stepped back, allowing Jiang Wang to see the face beneath his hood. It was rough and domineering, with an innate air of viciousness. "You're a smart man. You should know not to