"Just follow my instructions on this matter. Even if Ye Xingchen wants to kill Tang San, all you need to do is keep Tang San alive!"
Protect him?
Hearing the Black-Robed Man say this, Grandmaster felt a little awkward. Somewhat bewildered, he froze for a moment before asking:
"Are you sure you haven't made a mistake? If Ye Xingchen threatens Tang San's life, am I still not supposed to intervene?"
The Black-Robed Man nodded dismissively. He turned his back, glanced into the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, and said flatly:
"Some people are born to serve as a backdrop for others. You should understand that principle, shouldn't you? So I hope you conduct yourself wisely and don't let my guidance go to waste!"
With those words, the Black-Robed Man turned into a streak of black light and vanished before Grandmaster's eyes.
With a complicated expression, Grandmaster stood dazed for a moment, then looked back at Tang San, whose eyes were closed, unsure how to respond.
After all, these were instructions from Tang San's father, and as his teacher, he had no choice but to obey.
Looking up at the river of stars filling the sky, Grandmaster suddenly realized just how different Ye Xingchen was. It seemed his appearance really was just as Tang San had described-he had come specifically to counter him.
"Cough, cough..."
Just then, Tang San suddenly opened his eyes and coughed twice. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he collapsed onto the ground.
"Tang San, what's wrong? Did something go wrong while you were absorbing the soul ring?"
Somewhat alarmed, Grandmaster froze briefly, then stepped forward to help Tang San up and asked:
"That's not right. Your pulse is perfectly normal, and your soul power isn't in turmoil either. What's going on...?"
Pale and