Just then.
Whoosh.
Wei He's figure abruptly appeared on the rooftop of the building opposite.
Cai Menghuan froze, studying Wei He carefully, only to discover in astonishment that the other man's face had not changed in the slightest.
And judging from that speed just now, Wei He's cultivation...
A flicker of hope suddenly flashed through Cai Menghuan's eyes.
Very quickly, his gaze met Wei He's.
But then he seemed to recall something, and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.
Wei He lightly leapt down and landed before him.
The two stood in a corner, with rows of memorial tablets being offered sacrifices beside them.
"You..." Wei He looked at Cai Menghuan.
"I dispersed my cultivation." Cai Menghuan smiled.
"When I left, the Sect Master asked whether I wanted to leave with him. I refused." He gently tightened his hold on the hands of the two women beside him.
If he went inside, he could only abandon his younger sisters outside, still caught in danger.
"Are you all right?" Wei He paused before asking.
"I'm fine. I'm a genius, after all." Cai Menghuan smiled. "I'm not that old to begin with. Even after dispersing my cultivation, I can still live for a long time." Of course, that was a lie. He had long since become a True Person; even his body's structure had changed.
Now that he had dispersed his cultivation, death would come before long.
Wei He fell silent.
"Also, you should hurry back and take a look." The smile on Cai Menghuan's face faded.
Wei He halted, then vanished abruptly.
At his current speed, he returned to the residence of Wei Mansion in only a few breaths.
White mourning silk hung from the plaque of Wei Mansion as well. Faint cries could be heard through the open gates.