The light of the waning moon was like frost.
Amidst the scattered stars, two figures hung high in the night sky.
One had white hair that fell nearly to his knees and wore a purple Daoist Robe. Though his face was weathered and his beard sparse, he had a somewhat cavalier air.
The other had long, flowing hair and was as handsome as a demon, dressed in black robes with a three-foot green-edged sword at his waist.
His long, narrow eyes looked down at Xiao Jinghong below, a hint of inquiry within them.
They were none other than "Immortal Bai" Gongye Bai and his disciple, Shui Hetong, who had just rushed from Shu State Prefecture City to the Wu Mountain Mutual Market.
Xiao Jinghong looked up, studying the two. A thoughtful look flashed from behind her half-armor mask, and she suddenly spoke:
"You... are you Master Bai?"
"Jinghong, I'm surprised you still recognize me."
Immortal Bai let out a hearty laugh. His white hair swayed, and he landed beside her.
