"Although Teacher Sudiman stressed that I must not pass this knowledge on, if it can calm your anger and earn forgiveness for us, I am willing to bear this blame."
Tian Yun's choice did not surprise Yan. For the members of the Sacred Dragon Knight Order, he knew how to adapt, and he spoke pleasantly as well. Yan felt that even if he truly intended to kill him, it would be difficult to make a move against someone so cooperative.
"You really know how to read the situation. This is Tian Lu's relic. Consider it an exchange between us."
Yan casually tossed down a cloak. As it rolled across the ground, it revealed a gemstone wrapped inside. When Tian Yun saw that gemstone, a complicated expression appeared in his eyes, and a trace of remembrance flickered within them.
Tian Yun nodded. A cluster of light appeared on the ground as he looked at the two relics, tears faintly glimmering in his eyes. "Thank you, Divine Lord. Thinking about it carefully, I should never have let him leave back then. He lived for nearly two hundred years, so it could not exactly be called dying young..."
"I think we will meet again someday."
Yan casually took Tian Yun's magic pouch, then left with Mo Yue. Long after they had gone, Tian Yun's figure suddenly shot up from the ground.
"Ah..."
Tian Yun abruptly dropped to his knees and threw back his head in a cry. White light surged from his entire body as tears fell from the corners of his eyes onto the red cloak before him. The dragon mage who had lived for over a century was now filled with grief.
Tian Yun buried his face in the red robe, hiding his pained expression. "Brother, why were you so foolish