Chu Yao turned back resentfully, his slender eyes clearly saying, "Master, this is not what you said before?"
Jiang Wang ignored his little disciple's look and smiled slightly at Ning Shuangrong: "Fellow Daoist, it has been several years since we last met."
Neither of them had their real appearances in the Taixu Illusion Realm, but they both recognized each other.
Countless sword duels had already made them familiar.
Ning Shuangrong also smiled as she examined him: "We couldn't meet at Guanhe Platform, but today, the old wish is granted. I find your demeanor surpasses even that of Brother Dugu."
Jiang Wang felt a bit embarrassed and cupped his hands: "Regarding our identities in the Taixu Illusion Realm, please help cover for me, Fellow Daoist Ning."
"Of course." Ning Shuangrong laughed and returned the courtesy, then took her stance. With one hand holding her sword horizontally in front of her, she looked at Jiang Wang and simply said, "Please."
