Lóng Wei reached Xianshan and found the middle-aged man at the same place, selling sweet dumplings. The man found out that Lóng Wei had not brought the horse today.
Lóng Wei went to him when the customers, after eating the dumplings, left. "As per my promise, I am here," Lóng Wei stated.
"I can see you, young man," the middle-aged man asserted. "My name is He Shuyao," he introduced himself to Lóng Wei. "What about you?" he asked.
"Just call me, young man," Lóng Wei said.
"You do not want to tell me your name. That appears strange to me. I wonder why you want to go close to your death," He Shuyao affirmed and bored his gaze at Lóng Wei. He read those eyes and the facial expressions for a while.
"You also went to that place many times. However, you are still alive," Lóng Wei remarked.
He Shuyao's lips twisted into a smile. "Why do you want to go there?" He queried.
