"Shangyue, you've grown old again." He Lan Shou spoke blandly.
"Mortals grow old eventually. How could I remain forever young like Grandpa?" He Lan Shangyue said with a bitter smile. "I still remember the first time I met you when I was young. I asked my father why Grandpa looked younger than him."
A faint smile appeared on He Lan Shou's face. "Did that happen? Golden Saber... How long has Golden Saber been dead?"
"Sixteen years." He Lan Shangyue said, "My father has been gone for sixteen years."
"I see..."
Seeing that he had successfully stirred He Lan Shou's memories, He Lan Shangyue naturally did not disturb him. Although they were grandfather and grandson, He Lan Shangyue was not particularly familiar with He Lan Shou. Or rather, after He Lan Shou established his foundation, it became difficult for anyone to grow close to him. Only his wife and children from before his Foundation Establishment could draw a little of his attention. That was why He Lan Shangyue had deliberately brought up his father.
After a long while, He Lan Shou asked, "Why did you come to see me?"
He Lan Shangyue handed over a letter. He Lan Shou took it and unfolded it, ripples appearing on his placid face.
"Someone managed to decipher Si Wuxie's legacy?" he said with a smile. "Back then, I couldn't solve that Skull Tower no matter what I did."
He Lan Shangyue immediately said, "They're all Third Rank Heralds, so the difficulty is naturally much lower than what Grandpa encountered. Besides, they also have two Rainstorm Messengers."
"If the Front Hall could still be passed by cutting corners, even I found the Central Courtyard somewhat troublesome. Si Wuxie actually left a formation inside. Among his tokens, I remember the one with this sort of effect