When Ji Zong spoke of this old friend, the unrestrained air he usually wore faded, replaced by a trace of sorrow and nostalgia in his eyes.
It was surprising to see him drop his guard so completely before someone he had just met.
Jiang Ying instinctively looked toward Mu Yin, but his expression remained calm, neither sad nor joyful. He simply offered a slight bow and said mildly, "Junior Mu Yin, greetings, Senior Ji Zong."
Chapter 178