Seeing the scene before me, I immediately narrowed my eyes.
But the next second, when I saw who was riding the horse, I froze slightly.
The newcomer was actually an acquaintance...
Before I could speak, the long-braided man in fine robes atop the foremost black horse suddenly cupped his fists toward me and said with a smile:
"Mr. Jiang, long time no see! Fu Wang greets you."
Well, well! The visitor was actually Aisin Gioro Fuwang of Misty Cloud Mountain's Dragon Guardian Clan.
Back then, he had been drawn here by the Yin Longevity Shop, and I had obtained three Carefree Tower Invitations from his phone.
He had even met my master's grandmaster, Lunar Daoist.
Beside Aisin Gioro Fuwang stood a burly male ghost—the attendant Big Tiger, whom I had met alongside Fu Wang last time.
He, too, cupped his fists toward me with Fu Wang, but he did not speak.
Since I knew the visitors and had some ties with them, I said to Blazing Fire beside me:
"Blazing Fire, it's fine. They're acquaintances from the Dragon Guardian Clan!"
Only upon hearing the words "Dragon Guardian Clan" did Blazing Fire rein in the ghostly aura around him and sheath his curved blade.
He stepped back and said nothing more.
I took two steps forward and cupped my fists.
"So it's Mr. Fu Wang. Long time no see."
At that moment, Fu Wang and his attendants all leaped down from their black netherworld horses.
As they dismounted, the black netherworld horses instantly turned into wisps of black smoke and vanished...
Fu Wang approached slowly with three attendants at his sides.
Fu Wang looked refined and scholarly.
The three attendants beside him were all tall, powerfully built, and vicious-looking. One glance was enough to tell they were ruthless men.
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