บท 143: Chapter 143 Zhenyi, the Expert, Approaches

The land rejuvenated, and all things revived.

That gentle wind swept across the world, softening a fraction of the sorrow.

On Yun Hua Daoist Officer's Way, there was a small tavern.

Five or six tables, sporadically occupied by diverse figures from the martial world, merchants, and armed escorts, were murmur amongst themselves in hushed tones.

A man in a black robe straddled a long wooden bench, noisily cracking open the melon seeds in his hand.

Opposite him sat a white-haired elder, whose face was as withered as tree bark and eyes as cloudy as murky waters. A treasure sword rested by the table, and a wine gourd was fastened at his waist.

These two were none other than An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen.

"Guest, your wine is here."

At this moment, a limping cripple approached unsteadily, carrying a jar of wine in his hand.

Fine wine!

Even before the wine was served, An Jing detected a refreshing fragrance that delighted the heart and the senses.

"Gulp!"