"Brother Ren?"
Ren Feifan's body jolted! This voice sounded somewhat familiar, and he swiftly turned around, surprised to see Luo Dongsheng standing right behind him with a backpack!
Luo Dongsheng was also a bit excited, rushed forward, and gave Ren Feifan a big bear hug.
Only then did he realize the disparity in their levels; the other was a seven-level Formation expert, and he quickly released his hands, awkwardly touching his nose: "Master Ren... I'm really sorry, I..."
Before he could finish, Ren Feifan pretended to be unhappy: "Brother Luo, do you still consider me a friend, calling me 'Master' like others? Believe it or not, I could set a formation to make you feel miserable."
Luo Dongsheng then relaxed a bit, knowing Ren Feifan was joking, and curiously asked: "Brother Ren, how come you're in the far north too? After that day of parting, I thought it would take a hundred years to meet again. By the way, is this little boy beside you your child? How grown is he already?"
