Cangsong looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who had once again sunk into his memories. "Everything I have was given to me by that man. And everything you have now was bestowed by your Little Junior Brother! If, in the future, your Little Junior Brother suffered injustice, or was even harmed and killed, what would you do? Keep silent, or avenge him? Even if the one who harmed him was someone of your Big Bamboo Peak line!"
Cangsong smiled bitterly. Only after he asked did he realize he had said too much about his private affairs. Over the past hundred years, Cangsong had asked himself this question again and again, and this time, he had already given his answer through action. But now, he truly did want to know whether Zhang Xiaofan's answer would be the same as his, or whether there was some other answer he had never thought of.
After waiting for a long while and seeing Zhang Xiaofan only lower his head in silence, Cangsong raised his hand and gently patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, then turned to leave.
"I would destroy this heaven and earth!" Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and slowly opened his eyes. A pair of scarlet, pupil-less blood eyes stared coldly at Cangsong's back. "I'd make everyone be buried with him!"
Cangsong shuddered violently at the sudden chill that appeared behind him. He did not turn to look at Zhang Xiaofan's expression at that moment. Zhang Xiaofan's answer had startled him—one could even say it had frightened him!
He truly regretted coming to find Zhang Xiaofan now!
"Right! How did you get in? There's a formation set up outside this cave dwelling!" Zhang Xiaofan looked doubtfully at Daoist Cangsong's back and asked in an icy voice.
"With the formations inside the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand