The long-missed name made the white-haired elder cultivator become excited, and he couldn't help but call out, "Master Xuan Ji is my old friend, what is your relationship with him?"
Yang Jiye's expression softened, and he gestured for Zhao Cang to sit down, adopting a gentle tone: "Master Xuan Ji is an Honored Guest Elder of our sect and an important mentor of our Sect Leader."
He paused for a moment, meeting Zhao Cang's delighted gaze, and his voice grew heavier: "But it is with great regret that he passed away in battle several years ago."
Zhao Cang was momentarily stunned, staring blankly at Yang Jiye and Wang Yu, his hands trembling. He never expected that upon just hearing news of an old friend, it would already be a matter of life and death, with no chance of reunion.
