"Let bygones be bygones."
Ye Lin said softly, and the river of time instantly dissipated.
Though he could now casually fish Naya back out of the river of time, there was no longer any need to do so.
Because it had already passed.
Time could change everything, and wash everything away.
I wished to buy osmanthus and share wine aboard a boat, yet it could never be like our youthful travels.
That was what it meant.
After standing there in silence for a moment, Ye Lin turned and left.
Meanwhile, the Martial King cast a complicated glance at Naya's memorial tablet.
That ancestor had lived roughly a hundred thousand years ago. What kind of distant era was that? He did not even dare imagine it.
This man had lived for over a hundred thousand years?
Was he bullshitting?
None of the immortals from the outside world he knew had lived that long.
But he did not expose Ye Lin.
Whatever this man said, went.
As long as he bore no ill will toward Stone Village, he could think whatever he wanted.
"Luo Yao, let's go."
Ye Lin walked out of Stone Village step by step, with Luo Yao and Lin Yunlu skipping along behind him.
They did not know what Ye Lin was thinking. All they cared about was having fun.
"Brother Ye Lin, won't you stay for a mea—"
Before the Martial King could finish, his expression froze completely.
The three figures in the distance gradually turned translucent before vanishing altogether, as if they had never appeared in the first place.
The people around Stone Village found the sight immensely strange, but it was nothing worth making a fuss over.
After all, they had seen immortals before.
These were all tricks of immortals.
The Martial King silently returned to