Ch. 267 - Lord of Light
Lush green cypress trees lined both sides of the road, their thick leaves rustling softly in the breeze.
An elderly man in coarse blue robes sat beneath one of the trees. Shafts of sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting blurred shadows across his face.
A faint wisp of steam still rose from the teacup in front of him.
“Care for a cup?” the old man said, sitting at a wooden table with three teacups, one for himself, the other two for Xu Zimo and Dark River.
His white hair and wrinkled face bore the deep lines of time.
The moment Xu Zimo saw the man’s face, he froze.
“Xiao Dingtian…” he muttered under his breath in disbelief.
Who would have thought that someone this aged and unassuming would have such a domineering name?
“The Lord of Light,” Dark River murmured quietly beside him.
“What did you say?” Xu Zimo frowned and looked at Dark River.
“He’s the founder of the Radiant Temple,” Dark River explained. “His real name is unknown, but the world calls him the Lord of Light.”
“So… Xiao Dingtian is the Lord of Light,” Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xu Zimo knew this name well.
Xiao Dingtian was one of the few true confidants Xu Zimo had in his previous life.
Back when Xu Zimo had fallen into the Nether Dragon Ravine and wandered the world alone, it was during his time with Lan Ke’er in Purple Fragrance Village that he met Xiao Dingtian, a traveler just passing through.
This man understood him. He knew the pain of failure and how to comfort someone lost in the dark.