Nine-Five Turning Tribulation

"Mr. Han, it's been a long time."

"It seems the bond of fate between us is no small thing. Amid the vast sea of people, we still managed to meet."

Zhao Cheng said with a smile, greeting Han Buyi—though perhaps there was something inscrutable in it as well.

Yet Han Buyi abruptly turned solemn at those words. To someone like him, nothing happened by chance; there was only inevitability. Being fated to cross paths with a mythic figure was not necessarily a good thing.

As the saying went, a hall full of gold and jade cannot be kept. Even the greatest fortunate affinity, if one lacked the virtue to bear it, would instead invite disaster.

After that fleeting solemnity, Han Buyi smiled. "It has indeed been some time. Everything from yesterday still seems close at hand, yet in the blink of an eye, the world has been turned upside down."

There was emotion in his voice as he said this.

When he had first met Zhao Cheng more than a year ago, he had known that Zhao Cheng was a hidden dragon. By his original estimation, it would likely take the other man twenty years before he could truly stir the winds and clouds.

But everything had changed far faster than he had expected. In little more than a year, Zhao Cheng seemed already invincible beneath the sky.

He looked at Zhao Cheng. To the naked eye, Zhao Cheng merely seemed like a sunny young man with a rather clear and open air about him. There were heaps of such people in every major university; across all of Yanhuang, people of this type were countless.

Yet from another level—not sensing with the spirit, but verifying through the heart—the Heaven's Heart imprint of Mai's lineage within the lake of his heart