"Tiandu is so vast, yet there is nowhere for me to call home." Li Mu Yang let out a heartfelt sigh inwardly.
Only a place with family could be called home. If one's parents and family were gone, could it only be called a house that shielded one from the wind and rain?
Free of grudges, one's whole body felt light!
Li Mu Yang wondered whether he should first go pick up Song Chenxi, who was living alone in Dragon Lair, and take her to Wind City, or hurry to Wind City to collect his parents and family and bring them back to settle in Jiangnan, then return to pick up Song Chenxi. After all, his identity as a member of the dragon race was still extremely dangerous, while Dragon Lair was an excellent hiding place that ordinary people could never possibly find.
The Song Family had collapsed, its people slaughtered to the last. No one yet knew where the young children and women who had escaped by sheer luck had gone.
Song Chenxi was different from Cui Xiaoxin. She could truly be described as having lost both home and family. She could never return to the Song Family, and she could not contact her relatives for the time being. He could only care for her in their stead.
Li Mu Yang thought again of that old man who had peacefully attained immortality and liberation. Perhaps when he had entrusted his granddaughter to him before dying, he had already foreseen this deeper meaning?
Why were none of these old men simple? Every one of them had thoughts that wound through eighteen bends of a mountain road, making people dizzy and muddled, until the moment of truth arrived and everything suddenly became clear.
Li Mu Yang had truly been led into