The world of the Grand Xia. Stillwater Commandery.
A spatial ripple appeared in the air above Serpentwing Lake. From within, out strode a plainly dressed youth, a snowy white hound by his side and a little azure serpent around his arm.
"We're back."
Ji Ning stared downwards at Serpentwing Lake. He murmured softly, "When I left here, I fled in such a pathetic state. But now…no one should even think about forcing me, Ji Ning, to leave again!"
Ning felt closer to this lake than anything else. If it hadn't been because the Youngflame clan was so much more powerful than him back then, how could Ning have beared to part from it?
Swoosh. With a single step, Ning arrived within Brightheart Island, at the very center of Serpentwing Lake.
