In a secluded cave in the Shadow Forest.
A small bonfire, quietly burning.
Shen Xuan set up the Wind and Thunder Killing Array at the cave entrance and returned inside the cave.
The three had not seen each other for over seventy years.
Ling Zhenfeng appeared much older than seventy years ago, with piercing eyes full of wind and frost.
Qin Yuehan hadn't changed much, looking more radiant than before, nobly cool, with a unique charm.
The changes in Shen Xuan were somewhere between the two.
Increasingly mature and steady, like a Confucian scholar in his forties.
However, his eyebrows and eyes still faintly carried the glory of the past.
"If our teacher knew you weren't dead, he'd surely be happy."
Shen Xuan sighed softly.
"I'd rather he didn't know. Let him think I'm dead."
Ling Zhenfeng gazed at the bonfire and slowly spoke.
The three of them fell silent immediately.
Teacher Yan's Cultivation Realm wasn't high.
