"Little Mr. Ilo, a home isn't really a specific place. Wherever your family is, that's home."
The man in the gilded white robe looked up at He Ao, his foot planted on the chest of the Glasses Man, whose expression had changed slightly upon hearing He Ao's words. He crushed the man's sternum beneath his foot.
Amid the blood spraying from the Glasses Man's chest below, the man in the gold-white robe gently opened his right hand, and streaks of golden radiance gathered in his palm.
He gazed at He Ao, narrowing his eyes slightly as he smiled. "If you're willing, this can be your home too. You can stay here forever and keep your parents company."
As expected...
He Ao's gaze tightened slightly.
Judging from the coffin that had moved from the ground, something beyond his expectations had happened in this incident.
The people from the Eternal Old Sect appeared to have come for Ilo's parents' remains.
The focal point of this conflict between the old sect and the secret sect was not some treasure, nor was it a sharp sectarian conflict. It was the parents' remains.
Although Ilo's parents possessed considerable spirituality, that was clearly not enough to entice the Eternal Old Sect to take such a huge risk.
Either some secret was hidden within the bodies, or the bodies carried some secret.
That was why He Ao had directly said that he wanted to take his parents home.
Judging from the reaction of the platinum-robed man and that of the Glasses Man on the ground, who appeared to belong to the Eternal Old Sect, neither side wanted He Ao to take his parents' remains away. They even wanted to leave He Ao here as well.
This meant there was no longer any room for negotiation between He