"Huh? Who are you!"
The young man's pupils constricted as he stared at the white-haired man in astonishment.
'With my level of cultivation, I didn't even notice him approaching. Doesn't that mean he could have killed me just now if he'd wanted to?'
A chill ran down his spine at the thought.
'When did Cyan Cloud Country produce another expert of this caliber?'
And it seemed that none of the other major sects had a figure like Ning Jiang in their ranks.
At that moment, a sudden silence fell over the area.
How could Ning Yu'an ever forget that voice?
"It's you... little brother..."
Ning Yu'an stood there as if in a daze, her eyes filled with boundless surprise as she spoke through trembling lips.
"It's me, Sister An. I'm back."
Ning Jiang stepped forward and, under the woman's utterly joyous gaze, gently pulled her into his embrace.
Ning Yu'an's delicate frame trembled.
