In the valley, several people sat or stood, smiling at Fang Xing.
Among them, the first was a girl in a white dress, charming and delicate, with tear marks like dewdrops on her porcelain-like face. It was Chu Ci, and beside her was a girl in a pale gold dress, full of smiles, looking a bit smug. It was unexpectedly Wu Sang'er, an old acquaintance from the Demon Land. Beside Wu Sang'er was a short man in a gray robe, looking sleazy, his face with a fawning grin, instinctively wanting to hide upon seeing Fang Xing. Clearly, it was Wuying Mountain's Daozi Wei Wuji, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
