Chapter 522: Zhu Kun

Her words were polite, but her intent to see them off could not have been clearer.

A peak Nine-star Dou Saint actually dared to so directly "invite" two Dou Di powerhouses to leave!

Gu Yuan's face turned livid. He glared furiously at Ye Qingyun, then looked at Han Feng, who sat in the rattan chair with his eyes closed, calmly resting as though none of this concerned him. Rage churned within Gu Yuan's chest, nearly breaking through the bounds of reason.

"Brother Gu Yuan."

Zhu Kun's deep voice rang out as his enormous dragon claw gently pressed down on Gu Yuan's arm.

He did not look at Ye Qingyun. Instead, he gazed deeply at Han Feng, his eyes seeming to pierce through the surface and glimpse certain indescribable states within Han Feng's soul—the contradiction of something having been "severed" yet seemingly leaving behind "traces," and the emptiness of someone who appeared detached from all things but might actually have fallen into another kind of "lostness."

"Today is not the time for discussion. We... shall return another day."

There was an unusual heaviness in Zhu Kun's voice. He pulled away Gu Yuan, who was still filled with indignation and burning rage. Their figures gradually faded before finally vanishing into the bamboo grove.

The bamboo grove returned to silence, leaving only the rustling of wind through bamboo leaves.

Ye Qingyun turned around, picked up a plate of freshly sliced spiritual fruits brimming with spiritual energy, and gently placed it on the small table beside Han Feng. Her movements were gentle and natural.

"You're still the best, Qingyun."

Han Feng opened his eyes, looked at Ye Qingyun, and smiled.

No matter what he became or what decisions he made, the person before him had always stood by his side, never asking why, never