「In a quiet forest.」
Song Ziwen bowed respectfully to Ning Jiang, his face filled with deep reverence.
"Hm? You know me?"
Ning Jiang glanced at him and said calmly.
"Reporting to the Sword Sect, this junior was also present for the battle at Star Moon Lake in Luoyang City. I witnessed the Sword Sect's invincible prowess with my own eyes. One man, one sword, sweeping away all before him—a sight I'll never forget for the rest of my life."
Song Ziwen said cautiously, excitement flashing in his eyes. Ever since that day, he had been hoping for a chance to meet Ning Jiang.
But how could he, a mere nobody, ever get close to a great figure like Ning Jiang?
In Baiquan Town, he was a renowned genius to whom everyone had to show respect. But compared to the young man before him, he was utterly insignificant.
The difference between them was like that of a firefly to the bright moon.
