The newcomers wore unmistakable sect robes, with distinctive medicine cauldron totems on both their chests and sleeves. One glance was enough to tell that they belonged to the Medicine Gate.
More importantly, one of the two was someone Su Jiu had known for a long time.
"Tang Wuchen?"
"Su Jiu?"
They spoke at the same time, disbelief coloring both their voices. Clearly, neither had expected to meet the other here.
Tang Wuchen chuckled. "It really has been a long time."
Su Jiu nodded and exchanged a few brief pleasantries with him.
Feng Qi raised an eyebrow and picked at his ear. "It's been a long time since we last met too, you know. Why aren't you saying hello to me?"
Tang Wuchen said helplessly, "We've seen each other quite a few times over the past few decades."
"Tsk. Playing favorites." Feng Qi pursed his lips.
It was easy to see that they were fairly familiar with one another. Presumably, during her absence, the Enforcement Hall had encountered Tang Wuchen on quite a few missions. Of course, none of that mattered in their current circumstances.
"Were you thrown in here by demonic cultivators too?"
Tang Wuchen's relatively mild expression abruptly turned cold. "Not exactly thrown in, but close enough."
Over the next little while, Tang Wuchen explained how they had ended up here.
As it turned out, after several rounds of discussion, the Medicine Gate's leader and elders had finally decided to relocate their sect near the Azure Tide Sect.
However, they had left in such a hurry that they had not had time to take many of the spirit plants growing on the Medicine Gate's Back Mountain.
Afterward, unwilling to let those medicinal herbs go to waste, Tang Wuchen had returned to the sect with a junior disciple, intending to