Jiang Fan watched the group leave and shook his head slightly.
It wasn't as if he had acted on a whim.
A hundred years had passed here. It was no longer the place he remembered. One could even say it had almost nothing to do with him anymore.
But...
Just now, that little girl had suffered because of him. The tour guide had mistaken her for a compulsive liar, and Jiang Fan still felt a little guilty about it.
So...
He had simply given her a small bit of compensation, nothing more...
"As for keeping it secret, that was just an excuse!"
Jiang Fan walked through Ninth Martial Arts University, then followed his memories to the former location of his aunt's villa and took a look.
After that, he went to the old Jiang family residence, the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, and other places, leaving his footprints at each one.
In the end, he discovered that everything was terrifyingly unfamiliar.
That discovery left him incomparably desolate.
"It's time to face reality!"
Before this, he had deliberately refrained from using his spiritual perception to search for old acquaintances, because he feared the result would be bad.
Deep down, he had wanted to leave himself a sliver of hope.
Now, bit by bit, everything seemed to be developing in the direction he feared.
"They're already gone. What am I still hoping for?"
"Hoping Aunt will suddenly walk out from some corner, smiling as she calls me 'Xiao Fan'?"
"Or hoping Ma Ning will bounce over to my side and say, 'Bro, you're back'?"
"Impossible!"
More than a hundred years might not have meant much to him.
But to ordinary people on Blue Star, even to martial artists, it was an entire lifetime.
"It's time to let go of these fantasies!"
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