The two turned sharply, leading their spiritual steeds.
A man with a face full of hardship rose from the street-side tavern and came out to greet them.
Although he wore brocade clothes, they were clearly ill-fitting, and most notably, his right arm hung empty.
"Jiangling!"
"Brother Dong! Your arm..."
Li Ji'an and Zhang Tiezhu came to the front of the tavern, their gaze falling on his right arm, prompting Zhang Tiezhu to exclaim aloud.
"This... it's a long story, let's sit first!" Dong Jiangling welcomed the two into the tavern with one hand.
As the two scrutinized Dong Jiangling, he too examined them.
A decade had passed without Dong Jiangling sending a single letter back; previously, Zhang Tiezhu had complained to Li Ji'an, saying Dong Jiangling had forgotten them upon entering the Cultivation Realm, like a white-eyed wolf.
