"I didn't expect to see you in such a sorry state after only a few days." A cool voice drifted over as a figure in a white robe appeared. His steps were neither rushed nor slow, his demeanor calm and composed as he walked up to Xiao Yunchen and took hold of the black spear.
The newcomer was handsome. He wore a white robe embroidered with a landscape ink painting, and his eyes shone brightly. His aura was gentle and scholarly, making him look like a well-read student. But the spear in his hand—the very one that had nearly taken Xiao Yunchen's life—flashed with a cold light, warning the disciples of the Vast Sea Divine Palace not to let their guard down for even a moment.
"Heh, Teacher Qin!"
Xiao Yunchen barely managed to lift his head. He glanced at Qin Ya, a flicker of surprise and joy in his eyes, and said slowly, "I never thought we'd meet again with me looking like this. I've completely disgraced myself. I'm so ashamed!"
