"It should be like this!"
But no matter how he shook his head, rubbed his eyes, a vividly clear image emerged in his perception—a tall figure dressed in a Grand Void Sect Taoist robe, a longsword hanging from his waist, a young man with exceptionally handsome looks.
On that face was also a faint, seemingly non-existent smile,
If there was any difference from the Chen Yi he remembered, it was that the Chen Yi in his perception presently concealed his aura completely.
—Damn it, no matter how I look at it, it's that Chen Yi bastard; even if he turned to ash, I wouldn't mistake him!
Lou Yuchun opened his mouth, holding back a curse on the tip of his tongue, and let out a long breath.
"Lord Heroic, hasn't it been a while... No, I'm not even familiar with him, he slaughtered so many of our Wuliang Mountain disciples, forced us to seal our mountain for a hundred years, making us stay only in the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield..."
