Before Xie Jianyu could react, Huang Taichen had already turned around and pulled him into a tight embrace. The man buried his face into Xie Jianyu's shoulder and sobbed like a child.
"Shizun," he sobbed. "Shizun, it's you, right? I don't even want to ask how you land in this body. Just say that it's you."
Xie Jianyu's body was stiff all over, but he eventually relented and gave his former disciple a pat on the head.
"Yes," he confirmed. "It's me."
More than ten years had passed since they had last seen each other, but Huang Taichen had never forgotten this shizun of his. Xie Jianyu, on the other hand, had always been plagued by guilt whenever he thought back to his days as Qiao Wei.
He had taken Huang Taichen under his wings, but their time together was fleeting. Too short for him to teach Huang Taichen anything, let alone guide him in cultivation.
