Chen Changming stood within the cave dwelling, hands clasped behind his back, his gaze calm and profound.
Behind him, Su Luo stood quietly, worry and anticipation intertwined in her eyes.
Her hands clenched tightly around the hem of her clothes, trembling faintly without cease.
"Young Master Chen, have you truly made up your mind?"
Su Luo could not help asking again. Her voice was still somewhat halting, though far smoother than before.
"I have."
Chen Changming turned around and looked at her, smiling faintly. "Don't worry. I'm not an impulsive man. Since I dare lay all my cards on the table, I naturally have the confidence to do so."
Su Luo bit her lip, wanting to say something, yet in the end, she remained silent.
She knew she could not dissuade him.
This man had taken merely fifty years to rise from the Great Accomplishment Realm to the Peak Realm. His talent defied the heavens, and his will was unwavering. He was not someone whose decisions could be swayed by others.
"Then... what should I do?" Su Luo asked.
"You don't need to do anything."
Chen Changming shook his head. "Just stay here. Once this is over, I'll come back for you."
He spoke with utter calm, as though he were not about to meet the patriarch of a medical cultivation clan with a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years, but merely an ordinary opponent; as though the colossal force he was about to face, guarded by a Fusion Realm retainer, were nothing more than a trivial obstacle.
As Su Luo looked at him, she suddenly felt that this man's back had become incomparably tall.
There was a power about him that put people at ease, as if so long as he was there, no problem could not be