Today, Great Chu Imperial City welcomed a martial artist dressed in coarse hemp.
This martial artist did not put on airs, did not ride the Dragon Horse Giant Carriage, nor did he tread on a flying sword. Alone and unaccompanied, he entered the Imperial City through the city gate, chatting and laughing with vegetable vendors and merchants along the way. He even rewarded an elderly Body Refiner who was performing on the streets.
However, just moments later, several guards in black armor appeared respectfully and politely invited him to come to the palace for a talk.
An hour later.
The Island Master of Wangyou Island sat in a secluded and quiet attic of the palace, overlooking a pond full of golden and glittering koi fish. Casually throwing some fish food, he could see hundreds of shimmering waves leap from the water's surface.
Opposite the tea table sat an old man with white hair.
