Jiang Siming felt as though his mind had gone blank.
The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
This time, Jiang Siming truly used the Mind Reading Technique on him. He would never have known if he had not looked—but once he did, he was stunned.
Part of Old Te's memories had actually been sealed away.
Jiang Siming probed inside, only to discover a weak soul hidden within!
The memories suddenly connected.
At Harbin Railway Station in October, a man with tears in his eyes said to an old man, "Elder, after I leave this time, I may never be able to come back."
The old man's eyes were also filled with tears. He said sorrowfully, "Jianguo, have a safe journey. We will never forget you."
"Elder, I won't be able to protect you anymore, or protect the Celestial Group you just established."
"It's all our fault. We made you suffer such serious injuries."
"This isn't the elder's fault. It's just my bad fate. I have only half a year left to live, and I want to use my family's inherited Soul Sealing Technique to make one last, meager contribution to Huaxia."
"Thanks for your effort. Sigh..."
"It's no trouble at all, Elder. I see that the Dongfang family has a young prodigy named Dongfang Su. He is capable of taking charge of the Celestial Group."
"I understand. The train is here, Jianguo. There's no time."
"Elder, please take good care of yourself!"
The man then gave the old man one final salute before turning around and resolutely boarding the train bound for a foreign land.
Afterward, the man traveled across the seas and eventually arrived in Atlanta.
After sacrificing what little remained of his life, he divined who Atlanta's future leader would be.
Finally, at the very