A Feast for Experts

In Marquis Piaoxue's camp, a burly man with a purple saber on his back was noisily drinking by himself.

"Lei Dao, Why are you drowning your sorrows in wine?"

The man heard the voice and turned around only to see Jian Wushuang walking towards him. He beamed and said, "Wow! Swordsman!"

Jian Wushuang smiled at the man as well and continued walking towards him. "Lei Dao, it's been a while since I last saw you."

In fact, it had been three years since they had last seen each other. They had come to Flaming Battlefield as part of a group, but three years ago Jian Wushuang had left to go to the Inner Area while Lei Dao and Shi Ling had stayed in the Outer Area.

"Where are Shi Ling and the others?" Jian Wushuang asked.

Lei Dao's eyes became dark when he heard that name. "He... died one year ago, so did Yan Mo. Bing Yue and I were the only two survivors. She went back to our territory with Sir Axe that same year."