At these words, Ye Lin could not hide the disappointment on his face.
Before coming here, he had thought that, at the very least, this was a sect, so it was bound to have many disciples who could help him search.
But after arriving, the entire sect consisted of only the old man before him. How was he supposed to search?
"What is it, Fellow Daoist? You seem rather dissatisfied."
The old man raised his head and looked at Ye Lin.
"Fellow Daoist, to be honest, before I came, I had hoped to entrust the disciples of your Holy Sword Sect with helping me find someone."
"But as things stand now, I'm afraid..."
"Hahahaha, then I truly must apologize."
Hearing Ye Lin's purpose, the old man laughed heartily.
"It's nothing. Being able to see such beautiful scenery on this trip is enough to satisfy me. My journey wasn't wasted."
Ye Lin slowly leaned against the peach tree and spoke softly.
"Fellow Daoist, why do you guard this place all alone?"
"Besides, a peach tree with bare branches isn't very pretty."
Ye Lin looked up at the bare peach branches and said with a smile.
"Yes, bare branches aren't pretty."
"But this peach tree was planted by her own hand back then. She said that when the peach tree bloomed, she would return."
"I guard this sect alone because I am waiting for her to return. If I leave this place, then when she comes back, she won't be able to find the way."
The old man chuckled and picked up the teapot, pouring Ye Lin a cup of hot tea.
Hearing this, Ye Lin silently shook his head. Another hopeless romantic.
He had already seen quite a few people like that.
"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist, you are