Xiao Guizi has now become the most renowned Chief Senior Brother of the True Martial Holy Sect.
He was clad in a deep blue robe that draped over his frame.
His hair had grown long, flowing freely down his back, bound by a strip of azure ribbon.
His expression exuded an even firmer resolve, with an air befitting a superior.
Upon seeing Xu Zimei, Xiao Guizi said in surprise, "Senior Brother, you've come out of seclusion."
Xu Zimei smiled and nodded.
"That's right, nearly a hundred years have passed," Xiao Guizi nodded.
He inquired, "Did Senior Brother gain anything?"
"Somewhat," replied Xu Zimei with a smile.
"What's the rush? What are you preparing to do?"
"This year's Core Disciples are gearing up for their competition, and I've been tasked to oversee it," said Xiao Guizi.
"Why not join me, Senior Brother, and take a look? The younger generation of our True Martial Holy Sect is thriving.
Sometimes, I even feel like I'm getting old."
"And Ruhu?" asked Xu Zimei.
