「Two months later.」
In an elegant pavilion at the Spring Flower Building, Wan Sancai was reassuring a Cultivator of about the same build as himself.
"Old Mo, don't panic. Elder Jia is a good person. He just wants to meet you and ask a few questions, that's all."
The Cultivator Wan Sancai called Old Mo was also at the late-stage of Qi Refining. His round, chubby face betrayed his anxiety.
When Wan Sancai had found him and said that a senior Foundation Establishment Cultivator wanted to see him, Old Mo had panicked.
He even suspected he had been exposed and that someone had come to settle a score.
But after learning it was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator he didn't know, one who merely wanted to ask a few questions, Old Mo mulled it over for a long time and ultimately decided not to run for it.
He had finally managed to settle down in the Iron Wind Islands. 'If I run again, where could I possibly go?'
