Xia Tian did not pick up the wine from Jin Pan and said, "A lot of these twenty-seven tickets on board the ship were snatched."

"Yes, but that doesn't matter. Our Jin family only recognizes votes but not people." Jin Pan handed the wine to Xia Tian again: "I don't know Mr. Xia's specific name, I don't know..."

"I just came here to have fun, there is no need to reveal too much."

Xia Tian doesn’t seem to like to contact this Korean man, but he likes to make friends with him. He even doesn’t like the way these Korean man do things.

So he rejected Jin Pan's kindness and walked towards the other end of the plywood alone.

Seeing that Xia Tian did not intend to get to know him, Jin Pan did not show any embarrassment. Apart from a little disappointment, he smiled with self-deprecatingly, then drank the wine in the glass, turned around and entered the cruise ship.

The cruise ship continued to ride the wind and waves on the sea. After about forty minutes, the cruise ship stopped on the shore of Kashima.

The Jin family began to arrange for people on the cruise ship to get off the boat and then walked into the Kashima.

At this time, on a small hillside in Kashima, a man in his 50s was sitting cross-legged on a tiny hill. He was holding a long sword on his legs and was resting with his eyes closed.

That person is Jin Chongyi, the Jin family's biggest reliance in the second world, known as the Goryeo Sword God.

At the same time, Jin Chongyi was also the most proud disciple of the Goryeo Sword Ancestor who had been invincible throughout Goryeo.

Today, the Chinese Swordsman challenged the Goryeo Sword God, and is destined to add a strong mark to this Goryeo River and Lake.

At this time, all the spectators were in place, and Xia Tian was also in this crowd. Looking at the Goryeo Sword God over there, Xia Tian also roughly saw the other party's current realm.

He must have not reached the realm of a demigod, but the energy of returning to the natural state is not too far from the demigod. This person is probably just one opportunity and may be able to hit the threshold of a demigod.

Before the Chinese Swordsman arrived, everyone around them began to discuss. Before the decisive battle began, some of them had already begun to belittle the Chinese Swordsman. The relationship was as if the decisive battle had ended and the Chinese Swordsman had already lost.

Xia Tian stood among the crowd without hesitation. He was looking around, thinking about the way the Chinese Swordsman would appear.

At this moment, a cold wind blew from the east, even making people unable to open their eyes.

As a demigod, Xia Tian was naturally not affected by the cold wind. He looked at the east and saw a man slowly coming with a sword box on his back and wearing a white robe.

Although it was too far away to see the man's face clearly, Xia Tian recognized him just by looking at him. The person who came was Bai Li, his old friend Jianzi Bai Li.

At this moment, Xia Tian's originally calm heart finally felt a faint turmoil.

It was indeed that guy. Xia Tian hadn't seen him for two years since he parted in Shengjing. Now in this foreign country, old friends have finally reunited.

However, Xia Tian was not in a hurry to stand up and meet Bai Li. After all, Bai Li still had a hard battle next, and Xia Tian didn't want Bai Li to show his appearance to affect Bai Li's performance.

Soon, the cold wind stopped, and Bai Li's face was also engraved in front of everyone's eyes.
Chapter completed!