Hearing this, Du Yulin and Old Gu finally understood.
It turned out that after Little Fly left the wilderness, something must have happened to him on his way back to Sunset City.
Or rather, he had encountered a cultivator stronger—and perhaps even more vicious—than himself. They had imprisoned him, fed him drugged food, then brought him to Sunset City, intending to sell him for a good price at the Golden Treasure Pavilion.
It was just that no one had expected—
That Wang Xian would, by a twist of fate, go to the Golden Treasure Pavilion today to sell the Du Residence.
But upon hearing this, Du Yulin thought of something else.
She grabbed Wang Xian's sleeve and could not help asking, "What? You're not leaving with us? You still want to go back to Sunset City? What's so good about that place...?"
She could not understand it even in her dreams.
Countless people in the Demon Realm yearned to leave this world.
Yet Wang Xian, who had shared hardship and life-and-death struggles with her, had chosen to remain in Sunset City just as the three of them were about to leave.
Old Gu was startled.
The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely as he trembled and said, "You can't act on impulse. The old monk and I wasted a thousand years together, yet we still couldn't find a way out!"
In the old man's eyes, Wang Xian was either insane or had been so enraged by what happened to Little Fly that he had lost his head!
Revenge?
Was there really any need for that?
Little Fly had already returned to his side. Even if he had been drugged or poisoned, he could slowly recover with proper care.
In less than half a year, he would be back to how