Feeling something amiss behind him, Si Lin quickly turned his head, intending to act, but upon seeing the familiar figure, he froze.
"What? More than half a year without seeing each other, and you don't recognize your master?" Wen Guiyun saw Si Lin standing stupidly in the distance, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes. He walked to a stone table and sat down, glancing at the chessboard on the table, then looked at Si Lin, assessing him, "Not bad, already at the True Immortal Peak stage in cultivation; it seems your fortunes after ascending to the Immortal Realm have been quite good."
Speaking, he satisfiedly took a look at Si Lin.
"Master, when did you ascend?" Si Lin walked to the stone table, his usually calm face rarely showing an expression of surprise and delight.
"I haven't been in the Immortal Realm for long. Why is it just you here? Where's Yue Zhao?" Wen Guiyun looked around, not spotting Yue Zhao, and asked curiously.
