After killing the opera actor, Ye Qing landed on top of a collapsed peak and let out a murky breath that kicked up hundreds of meters of dust clouds. It looked like dragons and serpents from a distance.0

Then, he sat down on the floor and glanced sideways. “Come out.”0

“Exciting! Most exciting!”0

A moment later, loud clapping came from the direction he was looking at. Then, a man and a child appeared through the dust and walked toward him. “We meet again, Brother Ye, and far sooner than expected! We truly are fated, aren’t we?”0

The newcomer was, of course, Tao Wang. The scholar looked as lazy and unruly as ever, while his student, Tao Ni, looked tired and covered in dust. The resentful look on his face said it all.0

“It’s less about fate and more about you following me the entire way,” Ye...0