Shen Xiu made his way down the cliff, passed through a dim forest, and followed a narrow trail downward, only to unexpectedly run into several people deep in the woods.
Shen Xiu vaguely remembered the leader among them. He was none other than Yang Tiandong, the patriarch of the nearby Yang Family Town.
This place was not far from Yang Family Town, so it was hardly strange for Yang Tiandong to appear here.
"Long time no see. So it's Young Hero Shen!"
At the sight of Shen Xiu, Yang Tiandong appeared exceedingly familiar, greeting him with a smile.
It was as though he had cast aside the past conflict entirely and truly let it go.
But Shen Xiu did not believe that. Yang Tiandong was hardly a broad-minded man; how could he possibly let such a grudge go so easily? He was merely putting on an act because of Shen Xiu's strength.
Shen Xiu nodded, intending to go around them, but Yang Tiandong moved and blocked his path.
Yang Tiandong gave Shen Xiu a meaningful look and said with a beaming smile, "Brother Shen Xiu looks rather bedraggled. Why not come to my residence and rest awhile?"
Rest my ass.
Yang Tiandong had been deeply wary of him before, yet now he was being so hospitable. If there was nothing fishy about it, not even ghosts would believe it.
Shen Xiu swept his gaze over Yang Tiandong and the others, then let it settle on a middle-aged man in blue robes standing beside Yang Tiandong.
The middle-aged man was thin and unremarkable, with an utterly ordinary face. Tossed into a crowd, he would be the sort no one noticed.
Yet though he merely stood there, with no fierce aura and no killing intent about him, he gave off a faint