Seeing Chen Chen Again

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, then delighted. He did not need to see the woman's face; just her bucket-thick waist and that exceptionally pleasant voice told him that she was an old acquaintance from the Misty Sect—Aunt Qin.

Only then did Zhang Xiaohua realize it. Hadn't Liu Qiaogang just mentioned Deputy Hall Master Qin of Misty Hall? She must have been Hall Master Qin from the Misty Sect's Mingcui Hall!

However, when Aunt Qin let out that "Eh," Zhang Xiaohua had no idea whether she was surprised because Changge had mentioned him before and she had now seen him here, or because she had suddenly spotted a face resembling one from years ago within the Incense-Passing Cult. Thus, Zhang Xiaohua did not know whether he ought to greet her.

While he hesitated, Aunt Qin had already withdrawn her gaze and passed him by with the others. The rest also looked at Zhang Xiaohua strangely, but none stopped their horses to question him.

After that, the mountain road returned to its usual calm. No one else came by, so Zhang Xiaohua could only lead the big black horse and Four Unlike to stand obediently at the roadside, waiting to "travel together" with the inner sect disciples from Yi Xiang Peak.

Nearly the time it took to eat a meal passed before a burst of hurried hoofbeats sounded from below the mountain. Looking up, Zhang Xiaohua saw several young disciples who had been with Liu Qiaogang. They spurred their horses past in a rush without even sparing him a glance.

"So hurried?" Zhang Xiaohua shrugged. "I thought the inner sect disciples had come up."

A short while later, hoofbeats sounded again. This time, several more young disciples came by, likewise hurrying off at once.

"Eh?" Zhang Xiaohua grumbled inwardly. "What's