"Grandfather..."
Vina had just managed to check her tears, which now slipped down her cheeks once more.
"Stop crying."
Du Busi took a coat from his Storage Soul Tool and draped it over Vina's shoulders.
"Let's go home."
Du Busi took out a coat and draped it over Vina's body.
Long Aotian picked Vina up horizontally without a word, following behind Du Busi as he walked out of the cave.
Until the moment they were about to leave.
He still could not resist turning his head to glance back at the cave behind them.
"Master, why did he suddenly believe you?"
"To think... he actually let Vina go."
Du Busi glanced at him and spoke indifferently.
"Half-mad, and opposing that sect master of theirs every single day."
"If it were this old man, I'd throw him out to die too."
"However..."
At this, his voice suddenly turned cold.
"Holy Spirit Cult, this old man will remember this grudge."
When his anger had just flared up, he had not thought things through carefully.
Yet now that he had calmed down and recalled the absurdity of the entire matter from start to finish...
Du Busi already vaguely understood.
So-called cooperation was probably never the main point.
It was to let him know...
Mu En was dead.
Thoughtfulness flashed in Du Busi's eyes.
Was he going to go with the flow?
The new site of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Nearly two years had passed, and the main altar of the Holy Spirit Cult had finally been re-established.
The layout was somewhat similar to the original one.
Especially the deepest part of the main altar.
There was even a cave courtyard identical to the original headquarters, serving as the daily living quarters for the Supreme Sect Master and Chief Elder.
However, unlike before.