Zhao Lin recognized him at a glance. The man before him, Elder Pan Yue, was the same white-robed elder who had paid him a visit in Qinghe County more than two years ago.
Back then, he had captured the Xingyun Sect traitor Wen Gensheng and received a Moisturizing Pill as a reward. Pan Yue had wanted to trade other medicinal pills for it to give to his grandnephew, but he had been unsuccessful.
Pan Yue recognized Zhao Lin as well, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Yang Lin noticed the change in their expressions and asked with a smile, "What? You've met before?"
Pan Yue set his calligraphy brush on its rest and replied, "We've met once."
Yang Lin laughed. "Even meeting once is a kind of fate! In that case, I'll entrust this disciple to you!"
Pan Yue gave a slight nod. "Sect Leader Lu mentioned this to me this morning."
