Seeing Yi Lin silent, Jian Nanchun, with a drink in hand, began to tell a story.
—His story.
"Two hundred years ago."
"Disheartened, I left the sect. Unknowingly, I returned to the place at the Black Wind Sand Sea of old."
"Back then, I still couldn't forget Junior Sister Chao."
"Unexpectedly, at the center of the Black Wind Sand Sea, a towering tree had grown, with a humanoid silhouette on its trunk."
"Under that towering tree was a small wooden cabin."
"And there, I found Junior Sister Chao whom I hadn't seen for years."
Yi Lin listened to Jian Nanchun's story.
By now, Jian Nanchun's bamboo section was empty of wine.
Yi Lin silently poured some more for Brother Jian.
As he drank, he continued with an unusually calm voice:
"I met with Junior Sister Chao. At first glance, she recognized me. Do you know what Junior Sister Chao said when she first saw me?" Jian Nanchun asked with a smile.
Yi Lin shook his head.
