Lan Yuxin and Lan Ling talked for a long time.
Lan Ling also told Lan Yuxin many stories about their past.
Lan Yuxin could tell that whenever Lan Ling recalled those old days, his face was always filled with a sunny smile and deep longing.
But every time Lan Ling finished speaking, he would be filled with pain, self-reproach, and sorrow.
Lan Ling smiled and said, "What a pity. We can never go back. The few of us brothers can never return to those days when we sat beneath the plum blossom tree drinking wine together, or those days when we pointed out the rivers and mountains, laughing at how all the heroes under heaven were nothing but ants."
"Ah."
Lan Ling let out a long sigh, a trace of pain on his face.
Lan Yuxin knelt beside Lan Ling and softly comforted him, "All right, Father. Don't let your thoughts run wild anymore."
Lan Ling smiled bitterly. "By the way, Lin Bai has been in the Southern Courtyard Archipelago for half a month already, hasn't he? The selection of mentors is about to begin. Has this year's list of mentors been released?"
Lan Yuxin took a Jade Slip from her Storage Bag and handed it to Lan Ling. "I've looked over this year's mentors. They're not bad. They're all relatively powerful martial artists in the Death Reversal Realm."
Lan Ling took it and glanced at it, then immediately frowned. "Su Ling and Bei Yanhai are acceptable."
"But neither of them is a sword cultivator, so they aren't suitable for Lin Bai."
"If they were to guide Lin Bai, I'm afraid his cultivation would be delayed for a long time."
"Besides, the two of them are typical fair-weather friends. They only choose outstanding martial artists. I'm afraid Lin Bai's temperament