Pillar of Yita

’Laoshan Hostel—’

As Fang Hong was about to leave, he let out a long sigh. He turned back to look at the wooden sign hanging on the copper pole, its text was extremely simple, and snow was falling heavily, accumulating a thin layer on the copper pole and the sign.

The others said nothing, Parker seemed a bit absent-minded, kicking the snow on the roadside with his foot. Xiangzi was his usual self, pulling his cloak tight, only his two eyes visible outside, his hands tucked in his pockets, silent.

Tianlan stormed out of the main door, Gita reached out to pull her, but the Little Princess from the Twelve-Colored Iris uncharacteristically shook off her companion’s hand.

”Fuli, don’t be like this,” Gita seemed a bit worried, her voice fine, ”...Luo Yu didn’t mean it, wasn’t it the opinion of Uncle and Aunt...? After all, isn’t he still here?”

”If he meant it, that would be preferable.” Tianlan, still angry, turned back, her snow-white face flushed red with anger, ”He should go hang out with those gaudy floozies, after all, there’s no future with us! I think everyone should just go their separate ways, anyway, I’m planning to join the Seven Seas Travel Group!”

While speaking, Tianlan spitefully glared inside the hostel. Luo Yu walked at the very back, head down in silence, he looked up at Tianlan briefly, then quickly sighed and lowered his head again.

”Fuli.” Ati couldn’t help but speak up, what nonsense was this little girl spouting?

Tianlan didn’t dare talk back to Elf Miss, so she angrily turned her head away.

But Fang Hong seemed quite calm, he turned around and spoke, ”Luo Yu, walk a bit faster, everyone is waiting for you.”

”Who’s waiting for him,” Tianlan couldn’t help but grumble again, ”He can go wherever he wants, traitor!”

”Shut up, Tianlan.” Elisa couldn’t help but speak up.

Seeing that Miss Nightingale wasn’t easy to provoke either, Tianlan could only give a small snort.

”Captain...” Luo Yu held his Magic Guided Wand—still the one Fang Hong had given him, later modified several times. He held the wand’s metal pole tightly, his knuckles slightly whitening, standing there unable to move.

Fang Hong walked to Luo Yu’s side, patting his shoulder, they had been teammates for over a year, some words didn’t need to be spoken.

Their arranged meeting place with Luo Yu’s parents was not in Gula Port, but in a small village north of Gula Port named ’Galeite.’ Fang Hong had thought this was just an ordinary meeting— as Luo Yu’s parents, wanting to meet his son’s new teammates was entirely reasonable.

After all, as the previous generation of Invokers, Luo Yu’s parents naturally had higher standards than ordinary people, surely having expectations for their son’s team.

However, Fang Hong wasn’t too worried, in his mind, the Seven Seas Travel Group was definitely a promising team. This wasn’t blind confidence, as having newcomers with potential like Luo Yu, Gita, Elisa, and Xiangzi gathered in one team was actually rare—

Unless a Youth Training Group of a Grand Guild, like those under Sophie’s leadership.

But being comparable to a Grand Guild itself was already an affirmation for Seven Seas Travel Group.

As for Parker and Tianlan, they each had their own abilities, although not top-notch, in a general team they were considered excellent. Even logistical talents are still talents, especially those like Tianlan who are skilled in calculation, often holding important positions in regular teams.

Regarding the later joining Luo Hao, he was recommended as outstanding talent by the military. From Fang Hong’s perspective, Luo Hao showed a level at least equal to Gita and Luo Yu, especially skilled in intelligence analysis.

In a large Adventure Group, its core members are usually just about ten people, and presently Seven Seas Travel Group has gathered about half, plus himself, a solid foundation has been laid.

Currently, Seven Seas Travel Group couldn’t compare to those long-established Adventure Groups, not ranked among the known names—like Loofah’s ’World Sword,’ FOX’s ’Gray Journey,’ or Dragon Roar from Dusk of the Gods.

It couldn’t even match some second-tier teams active in the First World—like the ’Silver Shadow’ he had encountered.

Yet the issue was, weren’t all the Seven Seas Travel Group members still newcomers? Most of them had only been in this world for just a year.

Unexpectedly, from the start of the meeting, Luo Yu’s parents poured cold water on them.

Luo Yu’s parents didn’t seem very old, his father was probably just over forty, wearing silver-framed glasses, gentle and refined, giving Fang Hong the impression of a writer rather than an Invoker.

Though thinking carefully, it seems his uncle was also a former Invoker, and Invokers returning to Earth to write biographies was not uncommon, though few become bestselling authors like his uncle.

However, the first to speak was Luo Yu’s mother, quite a beautiful woman, Fang Hong estimated the lady must be close to forty, if not in her thirties, but time seemed to leave no mark on her.

She wore a ranger’s cloak, with pointed ears, appearing quite capable, likely from her past profession. Fang Hong was almost sure Luo Yu inherited his mother’s excellent genetics, their brows and eyes were very similar, reflected in a quiet handsome demeanor.