It was outside a shop.
At that moment, that familiar face was standing by the entrance, peering inside.
She wore the white robes of an Eastern Saint Sect disciple and had lovely features, but her eyes were dull and her face visibly haggard. Yet this only lent her a few more shades of frail, pitiable beauty.
It was Lin Yu, one of the original four cultivators at Dingjiu Manor.
She had accidentally become separated from Wang Ba during their retreat. He had thought she was certain to die under those circumstances, never imagining that she would survive, seemingly without so much as a hair harmed.
Wang Ba could not help clicking his tongue in wonder.
Although he had no fondness for this woman, after going through a life-and-death ordeal, he cared much less about the unpleasantness between them. Seeing a familiar face at a time like this also brought him an inexplicable sense of comfort.
Cultivators all had keen senses. When Wang Ba spotted her, Lin Yu likewise spotted him.
The instant she saw Wang Ba, her eyes lit up.
She immediately started toward him.
But she soon turned hurriedly to look into the shop, seemingly having heard something. A barely perceptible trace of reluctance appeared on her face.
After hesitating, she gave Wang Ba a helpless, apologetic look, then carefully turned and stepped back into the shop with small, quick steps.
In the end, the two acquaintances never managed to exchange a word.
Wang Ba did not particularly regret it.
Taking his purchases with him, he prepared to hunker down by South Lake for a good while.
But less than two days later.
A group of Heavenly Gate Sect cultivators came looking for Wang Ba.
"All Heterodox Dao cultivators outside the sect must be registered... You already used