Just from that tone alone, Yang Chen could hear Daoist Bai Xing's longing for Daoist Shenhuo. Though there had only been three words, they had already encompassed so very much. Perhaps it was precisely this deep yearning that could soften someone as stubborn as Daoist Shenhuo.
Yang Chen fell silent for a while before saying, "Senior Bai Xing, you must prepare yourself for what I am about to tell you. Of course, rest assured—Senior Shenhuo is definitely safe."
"As long as he is alive, there is nothing I cannot accept. At worst, he simply does not wish to see me." Daoist Bai Xing's body trembled lightly. She then looked out the window. "It is fine. I can wait. If one year is not enough, then ten. If ten years are not enough, then a hundred. I have waited so long already; I do not mind waiting longer. If he refuses to see me for one day, then I will wait for him for one day."
Yang Chen shook his head, torn between laughter and tears. He had truly never met anyone as stubborn as Daoist Bai Xing.
He said firmly, "Senior Bai Xing, you misunderstand. Senior Shenhuo does not refuse to see you. It is simply that he bears a great responsibility now, and he cannot speak of what that responsibility entails. If this task is completed one day, he will certainly return."
"Will he truly come back?" Daoist Bai Xing could barely contain her excitement as she stared fixedly at Yang Chen. "Are you certain?"
Yang Chen smiled. "Yes. Senior Shenhuo may return at any time!"
Daoist Bai Xing clenched her delicate fists tightly, unable to conceal her emotions. Tears even welled in her eyes, as though they might fall at any moment.
"Master, you..." Luo Yihong tried to