"You... how are you here!" Ji Zhi shivered in fear, seeing Jiang Li here was scarier than seeing a ghost.

The heavy rain poured down, bringing a chill to Qingcheng, but the chill in Ji Zhi's heart was far more than just a trace.

"I've always said, what's so difficult about the Path of Time for me? Did you really think I rely on brute force to move freely on the River of Time?"

Jiang Li patted Ji Zhi's shoulder, comforting him, "Relax, we're all classmates, I won't do anything to you."