It wasn't that the people before him were bad, much less that they were evil.
It was simply a feeling—a feeling that Ye Lin could never truly blend in with them.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, though you and I formed an alliance, sharing hardship and fortune alike, and came to this Second Region to face every crisis together, this time, forgive me, but I cannot comply."
"Treasure may be good, but only if one lives long enough to claim it."
"I, Xiaoyun, know my place. This treasure is not destined for me. Fellow Daoist, farewell."
Wang Xiaoyun immediately rose and cupped his fists toward Ye Lin. The stance of the maid behind him was equally obvious—she would follow her young master.
"Fellow Daoist, the road ahead is long. We will surely meet again someday. When we do, you and I will still be friends."
"San Zang, greetings."
After Wang Xiaoyun spoke, San Zang also stood and made his intentions clear.
Ever since arriving here, they had followed Ye Lin, rushing about from place to place, unable to take control of their own steps.
That was completely at odds with his principles.
He had wanted to leave long ago, but because of the alliance they had spoken of before, he had never voiced it.
But now, it was time to go.
Seeing the two leave, Zhang Wusheng looked left, then right, before finally cupping his fists toward Ye Lin.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, I too shall take my leave."
"When we meet again, you and I will still be friends, still allies."
Seeing that all three had spoken, Ye Lin finally turned to Gu Qingzhi, who had remained silent.
"Following someone is following someone. I, Gu Qingzhi, am not without my own mind. Though I wanted to go it alone, my