Whatever else might be said, Allen had lent a helping hand when Qin Yuan and Chen Ze were at their lowest. Otherwise, had they entered the Soul Master World so early, they would probably have died long ago, let alone achieved what they had today.
Gratitude was gratitude, and resentment was resentment. Besides, Qin Yuan had no desire to make things difficult for someone of a younger generation.
Getting Ai Yan into any academy was merely a matter of saying the word for him. Of course, once Ai Yan enrolled, he would have to fight for his own cultivation resources. Qin Yuan would offer no help with that.
"Thank you, Senior." Ai Yan bowed at a ninety-degree angle, his manner sincere.
Allen visibly relaxed. He dropped to his knees and kowtowed, casting aside all concern for his dignity.
He knew that, with Qin Yuan's current strength, these old grievances meant nothing to him, and he wanted no further entanglements with Allen.
But Qin Yuan's concession meant that this matter had been put behind them.
Selfish as Allen was, he knew what he had to do next!
For his grandson, and for the continuation of his family line, he had no choice but to do it!
Chen Ze promptly said, "Teacher Allen, since you've gotten what you wanted, please leave. We still have official business to attend to."
"Yes, yes. We'll leave right away."
With Ai Yan supporting him, Allen left the office.
Only after they had gone some distance did Dugu Bo say, "You're still too merciful. Fortunately, Allen has already made up his mind to depart this world. At his age, he probably won't survive the night."
Qin Yuan paused, then said, "People needn't live in the past, nor be trapped by its gratitude and grudges."
"Looking ahead and