Giving Away the Secret

Three hundred years had turned seas into mulberry fields.

When they met again, they wished each other peace.

There was no tearful embrace, no weeping, not even the excitement Tu Shan Jun had shown when he reunited with Venerable Fallen Flame.

Everything was so peaceful and tranquil.

They even joked around, laughing as they spoke of Sun City in the Little Wilderness Domain last time. Still, they truly had to thank Venerable Fallen Flame; after all, both reunions had taken place on the Venerable's territory.

They took their seats.

Xu Sanniang, seated beside Tu Shan Jun's desk, watched this reunion between father and daughter in astonishment.

Why were the two of them not the least bit nervous or uneasy? Instead, they had begun chatting with perfect ease.

They had not seen each other for three hundred years.

If she had not seen the person closest to her for three hundred years...

Sanniang did not know what such a scene would look like.

"Father."

"Come back to the Myriad Dharma Sect with me."

Tu Shan Jinghong took the foremost seat on the right.

Xu Sanniang shuddered and hurriedly turned her head to look.

The moment she saw that ghostly side profile, as if carved by nature's divine craftsmanship, fear suddenly rose in her heart. She did not know what she feared. Perhaps she did know, but did not dare admit it.

She was so tense that all composure and calmness had been cast aside. Yet she could only wait silently.

Other than waiting in panic, there was nothing she could do.

The tall man watched her for a long while, then slowly shook his head. "I can't go."

Jinghong did not ask why. She had long known the answer in her heart, but she did not care.

So she said, "I