Mu Guang's ears were very good, and he heard someone getting up from the couch and walking across the room, but his steps were frivolous and he didn't look like a master.
The door curtain was raised, and the man, wearing an unsuitable jacket, walked down two steps and stood in the courtyard with his hands raised in a salute. This was not the etiquette of a scholar-bureaucrat, but the etiquette of an ordinary person in the world. "The two friends were disturbed when they first arrived in Jiangdong. Please don't blame Chu Ning for feeling sorry for him."
His voice was low and his tone was gentle, but there was a roar in Mu Guang's ears: Jiangdong Chu Ning!
He had imagined meeting this person countless times.
Nanning Beiguang. Gongzi Ning and Gongzi Guang, one was in Wuyue and the other was in Western Qin. They were both princes of the royal family, both were good at martial arts, and both had outstanding reputations. It's just that this person is a few years older than him, so he takes the lead in everything.
Mu Guang seemed to have suddenly forgotten his identity and situation at this time. He suddenly returned to the time when he was a young boy studying martial arts and traveling. He wanted to say: So you are Chu Ning. I have wanted to challenge you for a long time!