Leaving the mountaintop camp hall, Li Weiyi and Tang Wanzhou walked side by side down the winding stone path of the Spirit Mountain.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, especially such a captivating and extraordinary woman, Tang Wanzhou seemed to always carry an aura of spirit and vitality that invited admiration—not just for her flawless looks, but also for the unrestrained soul within her.
The people you spend time with shape your mood.
Li Weiyi felt his heart open wide, the clouds high and fog distant, yet with a beautiful figure close enough to touch.
He smiled and said, “I’ve heard that becoming a disciple of the Heavenly Son brings unimaginable benefits. Not only can you receive guidance from the Martial Dao Heavenly Son himself, but you also enjoy the protection and prestige of the entire Sword Dao Imperial Court. The new top scholar, the foremost among the three great Heavenly Son disciples, once appointed, instantly gains fame throughout the world. Young Lord, why would you abandon the imperial court’s top scholar position and choose to travel in secret?”