The gentle, scholarly voice that came from beside him carried a reassuring power. Liu Chenxiang turned his head and saw a man in a green robe standing by his side, not far from the tumultuous sea. The man seemed to merge with the ocean as he stood there.
Chenxiang remembered that this was the man who had taught him the nameless technique in his dreams. Feeling blessed, he immediately knelt down to pay his respects, "Disciple Liu Chenxiang greets Master!"
Seeing this, Lu Yu softly sighed and said, "The journey here has indeed been arduous."
Upon hearing these words, Chenxiang nearly shed tears. For someone of his age, the challenges and perils he had faced were far from trivial. If not for his exceptional talent and the constant strengthening of his body by the nameless technique, how could he have traveled thousands of miles to reach Huaguo Mountain?
"I beseech you, Master, to teach me your spells!" Chenxiang earnestly bowed and pleaded for instruction.
