Chapter 320: Preparing For Battle (2)

　　The situation didn't seem very hopeful. A long while pa.s.sed, and the three of them saw no sign of their Sect Leaders. Instead, two unexpected individuals made an appearance.

　　A striking man accompanied by an elder dressed in tattered clothes walked over to the three of them. The man recognized Shen Jingbin the minute he saw her. "Youth, we meet again. I knew that you were going to accomplish great things the moment I met you in Evening Sun Village. It looks like I wasn't wrong. I've heard of your accomplishments.”

　　Shen Jingbin was blown over as soon as she laid eyes on the man. “Village Chief?!”

　　Bai Hua gave a satisfied nod. “I didn’t think that you'd still remember me.”

　　“It really is you! Village Chief, why are you here? I went back to Evening Sun Village later on, but you'd already left.”

　　“I had some unfinished business, so I left Evening Sun Village after my wounds had healed.”

　　“Cough cough. Say, la.s.s, haven't you noticed this old fogey?” The old man looked quite put off when he saw the two of them reminiscing about the past as if they were the only ones around. “And you, the two youths, don't tell me you haven't noticed this old fogey either?”

　　Beautiful people were always the center of everyone's attention, so when Zhang Wudi stood beside Bai Hua, he was entirely overlooked by the three of them.

　　Pure Crane immediately said, "Oh, it's Senior. My apologies for not noticing you just now.”

　　“Humph!”

　　“Many thanks to Senior for helping us refine our weapons. May I ask what brings you here?”

　　“You can ask this shameless lad. I don't know how he caught wind of the fact that the Six Great Sects were going to battle the s.h.i.+nra Sect soon, but the Sect Leader of Dragonkin Tower appeared to have been injured. Hence, he sought me out and forced me to come over to help.”

　　His words sparked a ray of hope. Back then, the ability Zhang Wudi revealed at the Shadow Snaring Pool was nothing to be scoffed at. Coupled with the fact that he was a Blacksmithing Grandmaster, it meant that he was likely one of those rouge skilled individuals.

　　“This old fogey is but an insignificant blacksmith; what talent do I have to speak of? Why would you drag an old fogey like me into a matter of life and death!”

　　Zhang Wudi's ceaseless complaints ensued, and Bai Hua revealed a helpless look on his face. While this was happening, the Sect Leaders and the Four Guardians finally emerged from their discussions. Shen Jingbin noticed that Fennel was the last one to exit, and he was pus.h.i.+ng a wheelchair with a cold looking woman sitting atop it. However, the icy aura that she exuded was greatly suppressed by the pale complexion of her face that was caused by her injuries.