Faced with Chen Changsheng's coldness, Wang Hao said "aggrievedly."
"Fine, I'll leave!"
Having successfully dropped a harsh word, Wang Hao vanished from where he stood.
After Wang Hao left, Chen Feng stepped forward and said, "Sir, you were here all along, weren't you?"
"Yes, I was here all along."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng motioned for everyone to sit.
Seeing those familiar faces again, Chen Feng had a thousand words he wanted to say, yet when they reached his lips, he swallowed them back down.
"Say whatever you want to say!"
"We all know each other so well. Saying something a little sentimental is no big deal."
Seemingly sensing Chen Feng's emotions, Chen Changsheng spoke up.
Hearing this, Chen Feng thought for a moment before saying, "When Sir was by our side before, I never felt just how important you were."
"Only after we lost you did we understand how precious you truly were."
"Without you, Sir, Chen Feng feels as though more than half the light has vanished from the road ahead."
Hearing Chen Feng's words, Chen Changsheng smacked his lips. "Feeling lost is normal. Back then, I guided your direction, so naturally you could stride forward."
"But now that I no longer meddle, the path that belongs to you can only be found by yourselves."
"Finding a road ahead in the darkness is indeed no simple matter."
Faced with Chen Changsheng's words, Chen Feng nodded slightly. "Sir is right. Chen Feng has only truly come to understand this recently."
"It is good that you understand. But there is something I want to ask you: what have you been doing these five hundred years?"
Meeting Chen Changsheng's gaze, Chen Feng pursed his lips and said, "I have been self-severing my cultivation."
"Was it to break and then establish anew?"