"A send-off for Senior Longjing..."
In the City of the Dead, within the Zhensui Mansion, Hu Ma gazed at the arrow soaring into the sky, his expression reverent as he bowed deeply.
He couldn't quite articulate the feeling in his heart. He had only just met this senior, and they shared little camaraderie.
Whether it was the mutual recognition between Reincarnators, admiration for such a cunning and resolute senior, or simply because this was the first expert in the world who had shown him the pinnacle of the ten great skills, it hardly mattered.
Hu Ma saw the seven arrows launched with that senior as the catalyst, feeling both a heaviness in his heart and a vicarious joy for the fulfillment of that person's wish. Especially with the seventh arrow, he had also seen the shadow that seemed to be struck in the outer heavens. His heart was a maelstrom of emotions; the other party was too enigmatic, seemingly beyond his comprehension, yet he had deeply etched that image into his memory.
