At the same time the Zheng Clan was looking for Zheng Yaxin, in a rented house in the area of Chaotic City Port to the southwest of Xiang Island, a man was guzzling high-proof liquor.
Pain marred his face, as if any movement could tug at the agonizing pain throughout his body. Only the potent liquor could numb his perception, offering him a fleeting sense of relief.
If anyone were present, they would be utterly astonished.
Because the desolate-looking middle-aged man before them was none other than Zhou Yuanshou, the direct disciple of Master Zhou, reputed to be the future successor of Xiang Island's cultivation lineage.
Yet, at that moment, Zhou Yuanshou had none of the elegance of a cultivator. Instead, he was full of despondency and disarray. If no one asked, he could easily be mistaken for a homeless wanderer.
