"Let him go?"
At the Ancient Past Forget-Worry Pavilion, as he watched Xu Xiaoshou sitting cross-legged on the ground, comprehending the Dao, Kong Yuhen showed emotion for the first time, a faint anger surfacing.
He walked from the wooden stairway to the tea table, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Ba Zunan leaning against the wooden door, and said without reservation:
"Walking the River of Time is already risky enough. This is his first time, and he has to go to such a special time node?"
"War Ancestor has already fallen. I'm having him search the past, so there is some measure of security. At worst, I can bring him back."
"And you?"
He looked toward Mei Suren at the tea table. "The old gentleman already said 'self-confinement.' If he gets too deeply entangled in the River of Time, loses himself, and becomes like me..."
"What do you mean, me and you?" Mei Suren set down his teacup, looking somewhat curious. "What are you two talking about?"
Wasn't Xu Xiaoshou right here? He was comprehending the Dao just fine. Why was it this place and that place? Where else had they taken him? Take me along too.
Kong Yuhen froze, opening his mouth but finding himself unable to speak.
Among the Ancient Sword Arts, both the Illusion Sword Technique and the Nine Sword Techniques touched upon the Way of Time. Mei Suren might have dabbled in them, but not deeply.
What he chiefly cultivated was the Heart Sword Technique.
Unlike Ba Zunan, who excelled in every discipline and could even meet with Kong Yuhen and Xu Xiaoshou within the River of Time.
By the wooden door, Ba Zunan seemed thoughtful. "It looks like you're even more worried about his safety than I am?"
"That's because..." Kong Yuhen blurted out instinctively.
But