On this journey down the mountain, Song Yan had indeed encountered quite a few familiar faces. He could not help marveling at how small the Chu Kingdom was.
For some reason, Rong Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with delight. "Fellow Daoist Song, several years have passed since we parted that day!"
Rong Xiaofeng's enthusiasm exceeded Song Yan's expectations.
He felt that he was not quite that close to this married couple.
Somewhat puzzled, Song Yan nevertheless cupped his hands and smiled. "You look even more distinguished than before, Fellow Daoist Rong. I'm ashamed to say that I was invited to Beiya Mountain for the Flower Festival, but other matters kept me occupied, and I never came to pay you a visit."
"Never mind that!" Rong Xiaofeng laughed heartily, his gaze falling on Wang Ke beside Song Yan. "This must be Fellow Daoist Wang Ke, whose reputation in the Go Dao has been soaring lately?"
Wang Ke scratched his head rather bashfully. "I was lucky to advance... do you understand the Go Dao too, Fellow Daoist Rong?"
Rong Xiaofeng took a gilded Jade Talisman from his Heaven and Earth Bag. "To tell you the truth, this Go Dao Tournament is being jointly organized by the Yan Clan, Linghua Valley, and the Wu Clan."
A trace of curiosity appeared in Song Yan's eyes.
How far had the Wu Clan developed by now?
"Our clan elders specifically instructed me to invite any Go Dao experts I encountered to our residence for a chat."
As he spoke, he turned to Song Yan. "You're an honored guest of our Wu Clan too, Fellow Daoist Song. Why not come along?"
Song Yan was about to answer when he suddenly saw Wang Ke give him a meaningful look.
"It would be hard to refuse such hospitality, Fellow Daoist