The invitation from back then still stood.
Shouye believed that the olive branch he had extended had come before the Saint Slave's First Seat.
And judging by Xu Xiaoshou's heartfelt words in the White Cavern back then—
this fellow had never sincerely intended to join the Saint Slave either.
He was a fool trusted by none of the major factions, who trusted only himself! Yet at the same time, he was a peerless prodigy who had already begun to forge the outline of his own path!
For a rare monster of the continent—one you could search for with a lantern and never find—to become too deeply involved with the Saint Slave... there would be no bringing him back!
Back then, Shouye had laughed at Xu Xiaoshou for having Ba Zunan's ambitions but none of the determination to keep his feet on the ground.
Yet after replaying it in his mind through countless days and nights, he himself felt that he had been wrong.
Xu Xiaoshou had not been reaching beyond his grasp.
On the contrary, step by step, he was racing down the road he had once spoken of—the road to personally verify the truth of this world.
That was right!
When other geniuses grew, even the older generation saw them as taking faltering steps.
But Xu Xiaoshou's pace of advancement was like he had sprouted wings and taken flight.
Back in the White Cavern, Shouye had found him, yet still let him escape.
This time, after more than half a month of toil, he had finally received word of Xu Xiaoshou again...
If he failed to capture him this time,
there would be no hope afterward.
"Shouye!"
Shouye was about to set off, but Lan Ling still stopped him sharply. "If you go in now, other than ruining things