It was early morning. The gentle sunlight illuminated the courtyard as Jiang Hao arrived at the gate.
A young man there. He looked more mature than his age implied.
Ming had already turned twenty-four. Jiang Hào had first met him when he was only eighteen.
More than five years had passed since then. His cultivation and his personality had both developed quite rapidly.
A True Disciple at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm at only twenty-four years of age was an extraordinary feat. It had given the Cliff of Broken Hearts quite a reputation.
Unlike Jiang Hao, who supposedly reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm with the help of external treasures and assistance, Han Ming had done it on his own.
He made a name for himself through countless battles.
"Junior Brother Han, it's been so long since I last saw you. I wanted to thank you for everything you did for me," said Jiang Hao.