The great sun slanted west, the wind piercingly cold.
It was past noon.
Ji Xiu strode out of Feiyan Tower, a landmark in the bustling marketplace of Anning County, his gait powerful and majestic.
By his side.
Besides Wei Zhi, a Fine Embroidery Saber worn over her dress.
Were Lu Yu and Xuu Heng.
The two were Vice Hall Masters of the Wind and Cloud Association, as well as the young masters and scions of the Fire Kiln and Chai Market businesses.
The former, Lu Yu, was in better shape, having only taken a palm strike to his shoulder blade.
But Lu Yu was already on the cusp of the Bone Tempering realm. Though his level of refinement was still inferior to that of Zhang Shiyao, the seventh seat of the Tiger and Leopard Hall, with his Bone Barrier open, his strength had surged, fortifying his muscles and bones.
Even after taking a direct hit, he had only sustained minor injuries.
As for the other...
