The Moon Emperor smiled faintly and nodded. "Good. I'll be waiting to see that day."
Gong Qingyan glanced at Hua Yunfei. Those words had undoubtedly added another burden to his shoulders.
He clearly hated trouble and disliked standing out, yet every time, he bowed his head for the sake of his friends and family.
Hua Yunfei was the sort of person who would rather endure more hardship himself than see his friends and family suffer.
Just as his dream suggested, he didn't only want to live forever—he wanted to bring everyone along with him.
To him, his own wishes mattered, but the safety of those around him mattered even more.
People like that could be rather "annoying." Those who didn't know him would think he was putting on an act.
In the Cultivation World, who didn't know what everyone else was like? Why pretend to be a good person?
But those who truly understood him would gradually be drawn to the latent charisma in his character, give their allegiance to him, and become part of his circle.
On the whole, Kaoshan Sect was much the same kind of sect.
Hua Yunfei was like a microcosm of Kaoshan Sect.
"Keep it up." Gong Qingyan couldn't bring herself to say anything to stop him, so all she could do was cheer him on.
As his fellow disciple and half his master, she would stand firmly by Hua Yunfei's side, no matter when, and become one of his supporters.
Jiang Ruoyao, sipping watermelon juice with her head lowered, also stole a glance at Hua Yunfei. Her eyes shifted, and no one could tell what she was thinking.
"Besides Haoyue Palace, there's another great power you should keep an eye on. Don't overlook it," the Moon Emperor said.
"Please tell me, Senior," Hua Yunfei