"Shen Sanyou? Night Crying Man?!" Li Yan's face instantly turned extremely grim.
Shock felt like ice water pouring over his head.
Night Crying Man!
This was his old friend from Chang'an, who had experienced life and death together, drank wine, and handled funerals with him, a mysterious figure from the Yin Sect.
Li Yan distinctly remembered that years ago, Night Crying Man suddenly undertook an extremely secret mission from the sect, leaving silently without a proper farewell, even completely severing contact with his beloved.
Back then, he vaguely guessed that it was likely for investigating the Jianmu Organization.
There might be sect secrets involved, or dangers beyond imagination that made Night Crying Man choose to leave without notice, taking the burden alone.
Li Yan had planned to make inquiries about this old friend's whereabouts on his journey east.
But he never expected to reunite in such a manner on a desolate island!
