This stout young man with an honest face was exceptionally burly, standing at a towering two meters and ten centimeters, a good half a head taller than Chu Yi. When he heard Chu Yi asking for directions, he smiled kindly, his voice rough and deep as he said, "I'm actually on my way back to the outer sect's living quarters right now. You can come with me."
"Well, that's great," Chu Yi said with delight, having someone to show the way was naturally the best scenario.
The young man led Chu Yi on their way.
"My name is Han Shan. And yours?"
In his mind, Chu Yi thought, you indeed look like a small mountain.
"Chu Yi."
As his light laughter fell, not only did Han Shan's steps come to an immediate halt, but the steps of the passersby around them also ceased as they looked over curiously.
"You... You're Chu Yi, the one who just challenged the Yin Puppet Sect and the Great Demon Gate to a duel?"
Han Shan's eyes, as large as cowbells, widened in astonishment as he asked.
