"Senior Fu!"
Chao Yikun ran as much as his legs could carry him, across the wide expanse of land filled with soft earth, where some of the disciple came to practise their sword skills.
Not the sword type, Fu Zian held a stick in his hand and began making a swipe at empty air as though attacking some invisible number of people.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and all over the body of the senior YuanLi disciple, as his robes moved in accordance to the flow of his limbs.
Turning around to see who could be calling him, Fu Zian saw a familiar face running towards him and waving a hand.
"What is Chao Yikun doing here?! Wasn't he on watch duty?!"
Fu Zian allowed his hands to drop to his side as he watched a fellow cultivator from his sect draw closer to him.
"Senior Fu! You don't know how happy I am to see you!"
