Pei Min?
Yu Huatian and the others looked at the middle-aged swordsman in surprise.
Naturally, they had heard of Pei Min, the Great Sui Sword Saint.
He was one of the Great Sui Dynasty's foremost swordsmen.
They had never expected this middle-aged swordsman to be Pei Min himself.
"So you are Master Pei!"
Yu Huatian's gaze flickered. "I am Yu Huatian, Depot Eunuch of the Ming West Depot. My respects."
"So you are Director Yu of the Great Ming Dynasty, young friend!"
Pei Min was startled as well.
Although he seldom traveled through the Jianghu, the Divine Land had been turbulent in recent years, particularly the Great Ming Dynasty in its east.
And all the changes in the Great Ming Dynasty had stemmed from Yu Huatian.
Naturally, he had heard Yu Huatian's name too.
"You are too kind, Master Pei,"
Yu Huatian said mildly.
He bore little ill will toward this Great Sui Sword Saint.
According to the history of his previous life, this man had been the master of Li Taibai, the Immortal Poet.
A legendary figure who had taught an Immortal Poet whose name endured through the ages ought to have been a man of sound character.
"I never expected you to travel thousands upon thousands of miles to our Ming and enter this Sword Realm, Master Pei,"
Yu Huatian said.
Seeing that Yu Huatian was not as arrogant and unruly as the rumors claimed, and had no intention of attacking him, Pei Min felt somewhat reassured. He nodded at the words.
"The Sword Realm offers an opportunity to all the foremost swordsmen under heaven. Not just me-this time, I fear none of the finest swordsmen across the Divine Land will be able to sit still. It might even draw some Peerless Swordsmen who retired from the Jianghu