After several detours, the Poison King finally brought Ji Fengyan to their destination.
It was a plain house and the stained walls showed signs of the passing years.
The Poison King knocked on the door and after a short while, the old wooden door opened slowly. A white-haired old man appeared at the doorway.
The old man looked to be over sixty years old, with a face lined by wrinkles. When he saw the Poison King standing at the door, his eyes lit up.
"You've come?"
The Poison King laughed heartily and said, "That's right."
The old man's gaze moved to Ji Fengyan, who was standing next to the Poison King. His eyes held a quizzical look.
"And this is?"
"A friend. We haven't seen each other for years. Surely you don't expect me to stand here and talk?" The Poison King smiled as he spoke.
The old man laughed softly and invited the Poison King and Ji Fengyan to enter.
