In a river valley area at the foot of the mountain, Long Fei administered a pill to the young man he rescued in Tianguan City and cleaned the blood stains from his face.
When the young man regained his appearance, his brow furrowed.
This young man was none other than Yang Hong, who came to this world with him.
Yang Hong, Eldest Disciple of Qixia Temple at Northern Hengshan.
Back then, Long Fei had extorted Qixia Temple, never expecting to meet an old acquaintance here.
As the sky brightened, Yang Hong's frazzled nerves returned to normal.
He flipped himself upright, reached out to grab randomly, and nervously asked Long Fei, "Who are you?"
Long Fei sipped his wine, staring at him with a faint smile, "Don't worry, I'm the one who saved you."
Yang Hong glanced around, seeing only Long Fei, he slightly relaxed and suspiciously asked, "Why did you help me?"
Long Fei tossed him some wine, his expression calm as he said, "I just wanted to help, no reason why."
