"My master's temperament had always been stubborn and upright. If she liked someone, she had to pursue him, and once she started, she would pursue him for decades or centuries. It was only that the falling flowers had feelings while the flowing water was indifferent. Martial Ancestor Uncle Shen Huo was even more obstinate. Because of the restriction of being master's uncle and disciple's niece, he simply refused to agree to my master's..."
Yang Chen blinked. He had not expected there to be such a matter between Daoist Shenhuo and Daoist Bai Xing.
So Daoist Shenhuo had been quite the catch back then, pursued so fervently by someone.
"But Master's pursuit had never ceased. Even the Gate Master and other higher-ups back then could do nothing about it. Martial Ancestor Uncle Shen Huo had no way to deal with Master either. Left with no choice, he chose to travel abroad year-round and refused to return to the sect. Yet he would never vanish without a word for countless years; he would certainly return once within a century. But Daoist Ming Jin's case was different. Martial Ancestor Uncle Shen Huo had simply vanished from the face of the earth. Master searched bitterly for him for so many years and still has not given up even now," Luo Yihong said.
Yang Chen stood with his hands behind his back. "If that is the case, Senior Bai Xing must have been unable to find Daoist Shenhuo for quite some time."
"Yes, for more than tens of thousands of years. As for the exact number, I fear only the two of them know," Luo Yihong said.
"After all this time, Senior Bai Xing still has not forgotten Daoist Shenhuo?" Yang Chen could not help drawing in a deep breath.
"Yes, she has never forgotten.