Three days later, outside the city of Evergreen, three people walked together in silent solidarity.
They were Li Hongjun, Chu Lingfeng, and Zhang Shaobai.
All three were Yuan Core Martial Artists. Compared to thirty-eight years ago, their appearances had hardly changed, but their demeanor had, each distinct from the others.
Zhang Shaobai still had the appearance of a scholarly youth, but for some reason, his expression was sullen, and his eyes ice-cold. Although he was flanked by the other two, he seemed to somehow be walking alone ahead of them.
Li Hongjun and Chu Lingfeng trailed slightly behind him on either side, their positions only serving to add to the oppressive atmosphere.
In this manner, and without knowing for how long, they had moved far from Evergreen City; yet none of them had spoken a word.