It had been quite a while since Wu Jian had seen Huǒ Shuchang, and it was clear their time apart had been good to the older man. He looked and felt much stronger now. Wu Jian also could not sense his cultivation, which meant he must have reached the Deva Realm. What sort of opportunities had his friend encountered after they parted ways?
“What are you doing here, Shuchang?” asked Huǒ Pànguó with a snarl.
Huǒ Shuchang grinned. “What do you mean? Didn’t I just tell you? Your loud voice is causing a disturbance. We can’t continue with the auction when you’re making such a ruckus.”
As Wu Jian tilted his head, wondering what was going on here, Huǒ Shuchang looked at the cloaked figure who had mysteriously taken to hiding behind him, then at him. The young man’s eyes lit up. For a moment, Wu Jian thought he was going to greet him, but sadly, Huǒ Pànguó decided to speak up first.