North Street Main Alley.
A torrential downpour.
Gu Shang stopped walking, his body aflame with demon fire, though he was old, his aura was earth-shattering.
Gu Shang looked at the four figures walking through the rain ahead and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Leading them was a young man in a black robe, hands in his pockets, walking unhurriedly. The raindrops parted to either side, avoiding him.
To his left rear was a beautiful woman in green, holding twin swords, her expression tense.
To his right rear was a young man clad in black treasure armor, covered in array maps, his face full of anxiety.
At the very back was an elderly man with white hair and beard, resembling an ancient Immortal, walking steadily.
Gu Shang's gaze fell on the youth at the forefront, hands still in pockets, and said softly, "Your name is Ye Xuan?"
The young man ignored him, continuing forward.
