Venerable Lord's expression did not change. He gazed into the past, fell silent for a moment, then looked toward the future again.
The next moment, light seemed to flare in two directions at once. They looked like gazes!
It was as if someone had sensed his eyes on them and was looking this way!
Venerable Lord remained as calm as ever, without a ripple.
In the depths of his eyes lay scenes of eras perishing and heaven and earth being reborn. Each birth and death encompassed the origin, rise, and fall of the world.
"False. Unreal."
Venerable Lord murmured with his hands clasped behind his back.
Those two gazes vanished, as if Venerable Lord had extinguished them with his own hand. They did not appear again.
The graveyard was vast. Hua Yunfei stayed with the Woman in Red Dress for a very long time before they finished laying fresh flowers in front of every grave.
She could have done it with a wave of her hand, yet the Woman in Red Dress had spent so much time on it. It showed just how much she cared for the old friends she had lost.
This was the only way she could still communicate with them.
Only then could she feel that she was still alive.
"Thank you." For the first time, the Woman in Red Dress spoke obediently, nothing like the frenzied state she had been in before.
"You're welcome." Hua Yunfei smiled.
For some reason, the Woman in Red Dress froze when she saw the smile on his face. Beneath her mask, tears of blood began to flow again.
Hua Yunfei's expression shifted. He hurried forward to comfort her.
"Can you kill Dao Wushuang?" the Woman in Red Dress asked again.
"He and I... were destined to be rivals,"