Yu Xuanbing couldn't remember the specific details of events from over twenty years ago, but he still understood what the other party's so-called 'Ou's Pastries' test was about. He shook the jade slip in his hand.
“You can find me just with this jade slip?”
He had been careful enough with this matter. If this jade slip alone could find him, then this former number one assassin wouldn't have lived until now. So he was very puzzled and wanted to know what exactly was going on.
Wu Jinliang reached up and gently touched the wound on his neck, chuckling.
“You know we can enter and leave the Netherworld. Do you think we could rest easy leaving you alone? We didn't find you through this jade slip.
After Shi Chun was captured and thrown into the Living Prison, I've been secretly searching for you. I used a crude method: searching place by place, looking for a man and woman who appeared at the corresponding periods. I thought it was like searching for a needle in the Great Sea with little hope.
But as it turns out, Senior Yu really is just as Shi Chun predicted—you like to open small single-door craft shops. Using that criterion, I searched through streets and alleys everywhere. It took over ten years of effort, but as they say, hard work pays off—I finally found your whereabouts.”