Lin Shuguang found a porcelain pot, dug up some soil downstairs, and planted the Divine Tree sapling in it. He crushed some pills, mixed them into water, then poured it over the soil.
For someone who had never grown flowers or plants, the process was rather arduous... "Was that too little water or too much?"
He silently watched the little sapling, with only its tip poking out of the potting soil, for a while. Giving it a firm look that said, "You can do it," Lin Shuguang picked up the watering can and left.
Silver Seraph had left with Xiao Mi, going somewhere unknown to enter seclusion and begin refining.
Back on Wanxing Mountain, Lin Shuguang had worn a mask out of caution. The two had not even interacted in front of the others, which meant that, to this day, no one knew that the Silver-Winged War God and the mysterious Swordsman everyone spoke of were actually working together.
Before they parted last night, Lin Shuguang could not help asking Silver Seraph, "How did you end up feuding with the Qin Family?"
Silver Seraph thought for a moment. "Someone tried to steal my things, so I killed them. Then some senior members of the Qin Family came looking for trouble, and I killed them too..."
"Straight to the point." Lin Shuguang chuckled.
Silver Seraph shook his head. When he looked up at Lin Shuguang, a hint of amusement appeared in his usually cold eyes. "You were even more impressive, taking on so many people alone. But the Qin Family probably hates your guts now."
Lin Shuguang smiled indifferently. "Plenty of people hate me. One more makes no difference."
They exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, standing by the river in the night as the evening breeze brushed past.