On the path through the hospital's recuperation area, Song Tianyou and Blind Master walked side by side, while Song Da and his two brothers, along with Song Haoran, followed six or seven meters behind.
Even with Song Haoran's extraordinary perception and the martial artists' senses, Song Da and his two brothers still couldn't hear what Song Tianyou and Blind Master were discussing.
They knew this was Blind Master's doing—even face-to-face, if Blind Master didn't want anyone to hear, no one could.
"Master Song, you seem deeply worried. Is it because of the trouble with the castle zombies?"
Song Tianyou glanced at Blind Master and shook his head. "With you here, why should I, Song, fear any demons or evil spirits? I was only thinking about something else."
Blind Master asked, "What is it?"
Song Tianyou stopped and gazed at the stars. "Do you remember how we met?"
Blind Master nodded. "Of course. Back then, Master Song was being hunted in Nanyang, and I happened to pass by."
Even now, Song Tianyou still felt that if Blind Master hadn't saved him, he would never have been able to leave Nanyang, much less establish the foundation of the Song Family in this foreign land. He would never forget Blind Master's kindness. That was why he had established a family rule: every descendant of the Song Family was to respect Blind Master as they respected him.
"There's no need for that." Blind Master spoke calmly. "I've already accepted the Song Family's offerings. We each get what we need, and that's all."
Song Tianyou merely smiled and didn't continue the subject. Instead, he suddenly looked at a faint star in the sky. "You once said that I possess the stellar energy of the Zi Wei Star. Do you remember?"
Blind Master said, "The Song