On the eleventh day of the twelfth month, Pan Long came to say goodbye to Wu Jixing and the others.
He had lived in Guangling City for several months. As "White Tiger Star," he had made quite a few acquaintances, mostly neighbors of Zheng Shuang's family. As "Pan Long," though, he knew only the people at Qionghua Pavilion.
It wasn't that Pan Long had cultivated an aloof persona. He simply couldn't split himself in two. Most of the time, he went about as White Tiger Star, leaving Pan Long to play the elusive wanderer.
And if he was forever appearing and disappearing, he naturally had no chance to make friends.
After all, anyone who wanted to befriend him had to be able to see him first. But no one ever caught sight of "Pan Long" by chance. Whenever he appeared, it was either at a restaurant or at Heaven-Reliant Villa in Qionghua Pavilion. His friends in the Martial World never had an opportunity to get to know him.
Pan Long had no regrets about it. As the capital of a province, Guangling City was full of masters whose depths were impossible to fathom. Knowing too many people and forming ties with too many factions here would do him no good.
By comparison, the neighbors he had met as White Tiger Star were far more plainspoken and sincere.
When he had told them he was leaving, the neighbors had given him plenty of local specialties to take back for the people of Yun Province to try. All those gifts were safely stored in the wristguard modified from the Replica Classic of Mountains and Seas, waiting to make their mark in the Northlands.
The gifts Wu Jixing had prepared for his return home were an entirely different matter.
The neighbors had packed