Jiang Yuechu watched this scene, quietly pondering to herself.
Since arriving in this world, she had never taken much interest in matters like previous dynasties.
Though this was the first time she had heard the name Great Han...
However.
If he had already left during the Great Han era,
then what had this old Daoist returned for this time?
Surely he had not come back to visit relatives?
And he had come neither early nor late, but appeared precisely after Five Immortals Mountain's defeat.
Jiang Yuechu was not intimidated by the old Daoist's words.
Her Primordial Spirit hovered in the air, looking down from above.
"Since you are a senior expert, what brings you to Chang'an?"
Her voice was cool and calm, neither servile nor overbearing.
There was even a faint hint of seeing him off.
The old Daoist did not take offense, merely shaking his head to himself. "Young people these days really have such fiery tempers."
"I have no interest in your Li Clan's realm. I merely happened to come here to take a look at my homeland and settle a lingering thought in my heart..."
"When people grow old, they always become somewhat nostalgic."
"After walking the road for several thousand years, one look back tells me that the soil of this land still feels the most solid beneath my feet."
Those words
were delivered with the utmost lofty grandeur.
Yet everyone's expressions turned strange upon hearing them.
Although he claimed that he had come for nostalgia...
paired with the old Daoist's expression, they somehow heard the meaning of a successful man returning to this backwater place just to show off.
"Enough."
The old Daoist waved a hand. "Stop standing up there. It's hard on the eyes."
"Having your Primordial Spirit leave the body does feel exhilarating...