This scene naturally did not escape Yellow Sand Hermit's notice. After glancing at Su Die from the corner of his eye, his face also showed a trace of regret much like Wei Tu's.
As Zheng State's foremost Nascent Soul cultivator who had attained the Dao many years ago, he too had encountered quite a few confidantes after embarking upon the path of cultivation... At this moment, it was not difficult for him to see the change in Su Die's gaze toward Wei Tu after more than twenty years apart.
Compared to before, there was clearly a faint additional thread of affection.
Of course, in his view, it was only natural for Su Die to change in this way. Few female cultivators could spend years under the "companionship" of a great cultivator who had ascended, yet not develop feelings of admiration.
What was more, Wei Tu had left this woman a broad immortal path leading directly to Nascent Soul. What he had given her was an exceedingly great deal for a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator like her.
Yet unfortunately, in Wei Tu's eyes, she was merely the descendant of an old friend. It was difficult for him to develop any other thoughts.
It was possible for one to see a former love in another, for Su Die and Su Bing'er bore an astonishing resemblance. But... Wei Tu's shake of the head and soft sigh as he departed had already determined that such a thing could never happen.
Yellow Sand Hermit knew Wei Tu's self-restraint exceedingly well. He knew Wei Tu would not easily reveal his emotions, so that sigh when he left had made its purpose abundantly clear: it was a warning to Su Die not to entertain vain hopes.
"But to encounter someone too dazzling in one's youth is also