Looking at Hongyi's stubborn face, Gu An felt rather gratified. This was the first time he had seen Hongyi so nervous with his own eyes.
The Hongyi of the past had never shown great emotional fluctuations. When Gu An spent time with her, aside from cultivation, they did not talk about anything else. Their relationship could be called as bland as water.
The Hongyi of the future was the same, very calm toward people and matters alike, truly possessing the bearing of a mighty being.
Seeing Hongyi show such emotion proved that Gu An's efforts over these years had paid off.
Gu An thought for a moment, then said, "How about this? Live alone for ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, if you still want to follow me, call me, and I will appear before you and take you away."
After hearing this, Hongyi did not become happy. Instead, her right hand gripped Gu An's sleeve even tighter.
She stared at Gu An like that without saying a word.
Gu An was helpless. His pupils suddenly changed, the left red and the right blue, and Hongyi froze at the sight.
Several breaths later, Hongyi blinked, and her right hand loosened with it.
She looked at Gu An again, her gaze becoming complicated.
"Did you see it? If you follow me, will you like that kind of unchanging life?"
Gu An spoke seriously. Just now, he had used Dao Intent to create a segment of memory, allowing Hongyi to accompany him through several hundred million years.
Across those several hundred million years, Gu An had taken Hongyi through his repeated daily life: picking flowers and plucking grass, fishing and carving, painting and writing books, and so on.
There was no fighting, and no contact with too many people.
Hongyi's heart