Wang Xian had traveled to many places, above and below the heavens, but never out to sea.
Naturally, he couldn't understand Song Tian and Bai Xue's fear of the waves.
So Wang Xian didn't worry about the future, either. There was always a way over the mountain when you got there; if the sky fell, they'd deal with it then.
With wine, meat, and friends, Wang Xian was happy in Song Tian's company.
Song Tian was happy, too. Even Bai Xue and Hu Keke were happy.
Hu Keke was Wang Xian's brother, and Song Tian seemed to be one as well. Since Bai Xue wasn't in the Heavenly Saint Pet Sect, she could pretend the youth before her wasn't Wang Xian.
With no scheming, there would naturally be no conspiracies.
Wang Xian was happy during those conspiracy-free days. It felt as if he'd returned to his days at the Academy.
Along the way, they talked about what had happened at the Academy after Song Tian left.
Only now did Song Tian learn that Long Jingyu and Li Dalu had nearly died at the Academy.
At the thought, even Song Tian, bold as brass, grew afraid.
He believed Wang Xian wouldn't lie to him. After a long silence, he looked at Bai Xue and said, "Senior Sister... If I'd still been at the Academy then, I probably would've ended up just like them."
Bai Xue watched the two men's backs, at a loss for words.
She'd never understood how her grandfather had lured Song Tian out of the Academy.
By the time she'd thought of visiting the Academy, she'd heard that a calamity had struck and no one could get in anymore.
A young girl's thoughts were unlike Song Tian's. Bai Xue buried hers deep in her heart and said nothing