"Brother Duan, I've finally met you!" Master Wang He looked at the great cultivator in front of him, a long-lost smile appeared on his face.
The painful loss of his disciple had put him in a terrible mood for months. If it weren't for the important matters of the Yuqing Sect, he would have thought about going to the four major sects to fight.
Now that the support from Yuqing Sect had finally arrived, he could finally take revenge for his disciple Feng Qian.
"Brother Wang, I heard about Feng Qian's tragedy, please accept my condolences!" Great Cultivator Duan Zhang could sense the aura of sorrow surrounding Master Wang He, he gently advised.
"I nurtured Feng Qian for a thousand years, poured so much effort into him!" The smile on Master Wang He's face disappeared as he spoke through gritted teeth.
During this time, he had no one with whom he could communicate on equal footing, leaving him without anyone to confide in.
