If he could not gain Ye Lin's acceptance, he would not be allowed inside.
Seeing his own master being so heartless, he hastened toward the border. From Nameless Mountain to the border of Tianhe Prefecture, he ran for a full five days.
Along the way, every time the youth caught him, he would teach him a lesson. But because he had so many tricks up his sleeve, he hid and dodged all the way, avoiding being killed by the youth.
In the end, with every method at his disposal, he arrived at the border in a wretched state.
Upon reaching the border, he immediately headed for the great hall in the rear.
But in the end, he was stopped. Military stronghold—unauthorized personnel were forbidden entry.
With matters having reached this point, he could only ask the guards to report his arrival. After waiting at the gate for an entire day, he received the news—and broke down.
He completely broke down. Ye Lin had vanished again; who knew where he had gone this time?
In the end, he used a secret art to calculate Ye Lin's next destination and came here. He squatted here for a full three days. At last, Heaven did not disappoint the determined man—he finally managed to stake out Ye Lin.
And the reason he was now in such a sorry state was because he had been avoiding that youth. The youth clung to him like dog-skin plaster, refusing to let go, making him unbearably irritated.
If he could have beaten him, he, a dignified inheritor of the Daoist sect, would not have ended up in such a miserable state.
"Ye Lin, right? I finally managed to stake you out. This time, let's see where else you can run. Once I catch you, I'll definitely give you