The joy of reuniting with an old friend rose to his brow.
Much of Yi Feng's gloom dispersed, and he began exchanging pleasantries.
Who would have thought that Wei Donghai seemed even more excited, responding again and again with an unceasing smile.
"Brother Yi, it has been a long time since we last met. Where have you been all this time? Have you been well?"
Looking at his radiant, spring-breeze expression, Yi Feng felt a trace of envy.
This Brother Wei truly lived with ease. Even at his age, he was still brimming with energy. What a fulfilling life.
Unlike himself...
Over the years, he had accomplished nothing. He had no family estate, and the disciples he had taken in were all a bunch of trash. Aside from an inexplicable cultivation, he had nothing at all.
Even now, he could not find a single Star Lord. He was practically becoming a salted fish lying flat.
Yi Feng secretly sighed and casually replied with a smile.
"I... have been all right."
"What have you been busy with lately? You look quite well. Why have you come here?"
Hearing the praise, Wei Donghai stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, Brother Yi, you flatter me."
He had just been about to answer when he noticed the crowds all around them. The matter of the Star Lord was far too important. Everything had to be handled steadily; it would not do to spread the word carelessly in the small Yue Realm and sow bad karma.
With that thought—
Wei Donghai put away his smile, leaned closer, and turned slightly to greet him.
"Brother Yi, this is not the place to talk. Better to meet by chance than make an invitation. Why don't we enter the city and find an inn to discuss this