"So that's how it is. I heard that Venerable Mu only recently arrived in the Central Plains. To think you've already formed a connection with my disciple. This truly is... fate!"
Beside Venerable Feng, the Thunder Venerable watched his normally aloof and proud disciple turn so bashful, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.
"Hehe, I merely met Miss Qing'er through a fortunate coincidence. Still, I haven't come here solely because of her invitation. My main purpose is... you, Venerable Feng."
"Oh?"
Hun Changqing's words made Venerable Feng's eyes narrow slightly. His expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, he grew wary. Looking at Hun Changqing, he spoke in a low voice.
"If I remember correctly, this should be our first meeting, Venerable Mu. May I ask what business you have with me?"
"Hehe, our paths have never crossed before, and I don't know you. But that doesn't mean others don't."
Hun Changqing chuckled, then flicked his finger, sending the ancient-looking black Storage Ring he wore flying toward Venerable Feng.
Venerable Feng's heart tightened at Hun Changqing's sudden move. He was about to act when he realized that the black object wasn't flying particularly fast. He could clearly follow its approach with his naked eye, and he sensed no threat from it. Instead, it felt inexplicably familiar.
Frowning slightly as he watched the black object hurtle toward him, Venerable Feng felt deeply puzzled. After a brief moment's thought, however, he caught it in his hand beneath everyone's gaze.
Then Venerable Feng slowly opened his palm. An exceptionally familiar black Storage Ring lay quietly within it.
The instant his gaze fell upon the black Storage Ring, Venerable Feng's eyes went blank, and his expression froze. At the same time, the surrounding world seemed to freeze with him.
In that instant, Venerable Feng's