Seeing Gui Wanhai stride over with easy grace, still looking every bit the noble young master he had always been.
Yi Feng rose in a daze, his face full of surprise.
"Brother Gui?"
"Weren't you going on a long journey? Why are you back?"
Gui Wanhai approached with a smile, slowly closing the jade fan in his hand.
"Recently, a small matter has kept me from leaving. It seems our fate has not yet run its course. Besides, I was unwilling to enjoy the fine wine Brother Yi gifted me all by myself, so I came back to drink with you."
"I never expected to meet again here. Fate truly is wondrous beyond words."
Reuniting with an old friend so soon, Yi Feng nodded happily as well.
He introduced them to one another.
"Brother Gui, this is my good friend, Miss Lin Ruowei. This is Miss Lin's uncle, Uncle Lin Xiao."
"Uncle Lin Xiao, this is Brother Gui."
How could Lin Xiao dare put on the airs of an elder? He hurriedly rose and waved his hands.
"We who Cultivate the Dao do not judge superiority by age. If Fellow Daoist Yi does not mind, you may call me Lin—Brother Lin—from now on..."
Lin Ruowei suddenly seemed to have dropped a generation in status. Flustered, she rose and offered a salute, yet dared not say much, only obediently echoing the greetings.
Compared to those two, Gui Wanhai was far more at ease.
He was the Sea Lord's son. Across the entire Lan Star, he could run rampant without restraint. No matter the other party's identity or cultivation, who could compare to him?
Casting them a casual glance and nodding politely, Gui Wanhai was merely going through the motions.
But the moment he looked, his heart suddenly froze.
Half-step Huang Realm...?