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At the thought of meeting more Pandaren, Nathanos became hesitant. He would become the center of everyone's attention. Whether in life or after death, he had never liked that.

The moment he stepped into Old Wu's house, the hospitable Pandaren said he would immediately inform the local overseer of Nathanos's arrival—another Pandaren named Yunpu.

Nathanos looked over Old Wu's home. The kitchen, wine cellar, and bedroom were all connected together. What a strange layout.

Then there were the teacups and teapot on the table. They felt neither like wood nor glass, but more like some kind of stone-like material. The Witherer began to wonder how long it would take him to truly understand the Pandaren.

"He's inside, Elder."

Hearing the voice outside, Nathanos put aside his curiosity and prepared to greet the person Old Wu had brought.

Yunpu pushed open the door. The first thing he saw was those red eyes, and he was deeply surprised as well. He bowed to Nathanos, his attitude far better than the Witherer had expected. "Welcome, friend from afar."

"I did not mean to disturb you, Elder." Nathanos had heard Old Wu address Yunpu that way. "I've caused you trouble."

"No, not only have you caused us no trouble, you saved Old Wu. For that alone, the entire Temple of the Jade Serpent should thank you." Yunpu wore a smile, and so did Old Wu. Compared to Old Wu, Yunpu appeared younger; he did not have such a large beard on his chin. That was how Nathanos judged their ages.

"It was nothing. I simply did not expect Old Wu to return to Red Candle Forest before his injuries had healed. That was... rather dangerous."

Yunpu gave Old Wu a reproachful glance. The latter smiled awkwardly and accepted the criticism. "Indeed. If you had