In the distance, Dugu Xiao folded his arms and said sourly.
After a hundred years together, he had truly grown fond of the little girl.
The little thing resembled his late daughter—so much so. Not only did they look alike, but their temperaments were alike as well.
"Thank you, Senior Xiao, for taking care of me during this time."
Ye Lin gave Dugu Xiao a slight bow.
"It's nothing. We should be leaving too. Go back and enter seclusion properly, sort through your insights. Your easy days are numbered."
Dugu Xiao gave Ye Lin a meaningful look, then finally left with Dugu Feng. As they departed, Dugu Feng seemed to recall something, his face full of sorrow.
"I'll come again in a thousand years."
After saying that, Dugu Feng's and Dugu Xiao's figures vanished into the void.
Watching the unusually strange Dugu Feng leave, along with the meaningful look Elder Xiao had given him, Ye Lin turned his gaze toward Yun Feng.
There had to be something behind all this, and the only one who could give him an answer was the person before him.
"Come. I'll tell you everything you want to know."
Yun Feng smiled faintly before leading Ye Lin away.
With Yun Feng protecting him, the cultivators who had harbored some designs against Ye Lin all turned and departed.
It seemed they would not be able to stir up trouble after all.
Yun Feng appeared refined and scholarly, but when he turned ruthless, he was truly ruthless.
"So we've finally arrived. This is Central Continent? There's nothing particularly special about it."
At the edge of Central Continent, a young man in a green robe stood atop a cliff, surveying his surroundings.
"In the end, I was still one step too late. One step slow means every step