"Master Bian?" Lian Yunshu was a little surprised.
The old man in front of him had messy hair and beard and ragged clothes. He was almost nothing like the serious and always well-mannered Master Bian in his memory.
It was because of this that Ethan Yun did not recognize him at first glance, but upon closer inspection, this weather-beaten face indeed belonged to Master Bian.
Adrian Xiao hurried over, waved his hand and asked the soldier holding Bian Shi to retreat, then asked: "Master Bian, shouldn't you be in Shazhou? Why are you here?"
And it was in a bandit’s lair.
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