Qin Feiyang nodded at Ren Wushuang.
Ren Wushuang channeled her Battle Intent, pouring it into the Image Crystal Stone.
In less than a moment, a young figure quickly materialized.
He was a young man in purple attire, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with eyebrows sharp as swords and an awe-inspiring manner, clearly possessing a high cultivation.
"Wushuang, it really is you!"
Upon seeing Ren Wushuang, the young man's face immediately lit up with surprise and delight.
Ren Wushuang smiled. "Lu Xingchen, long time no see."
"Wushuang, where have you been these past twenty-odd years? We've searched every place in the state office's jurisdiction, but found no trace of you. We sent you messages, but you never replied. We all thought you were dead."
Lu Xingchen looked perplexed.
It was evident that he and Ren Wushuang had a good relationship.
