The Qianhua Mountain Ridge in the afternoon was peaceful and serene.
Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow by, causing the sea of flowers to sway like waves.
A tall, disheveled man in black stood silently by the riverbank, gazing at the beautiful scene.
So, there's such a pure place in this harsh Holy Spirit Mountain.
No wonder Lu Tianjiao chose to meet here.
Having not seen him for many years, it's uncertain what realm he's in now. Unless something went wrong, he should have reached the Sea Realm by now, right?
Maybe he's at the high ranks of the Sea Realm, or even at the peak of the Sea Realm?
Without absolute strength, how could he have snuck into Rust City unnoticed, undetected?
And at the last moment when Lord Qiang Xiu sent the disciples away, how did he slip a small note into his nephew's palm...
For a whole month, the Wang family uncle and nephew couldn't figure out how that note appeared.
"Phew~"
By the riverbank, a surge of energy churned.
