Resentment

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes gleamed with coldness. As he looked at Lu Chan, his Dao companion of a hundred years, it was as though he were looking at a filthy, ugly madwoman, his gaze filled with boundless disgust.

Having spent a hundred years together, Lu Chan had long understood Zhang Xiaofan inside and out. She instantly grasped the meaning in his eyes and cursed angrily.

"Zhang Xiaofan, what kind of look is that? You've started to despise and loathe me, haven't you? Now that you've successfully formed your Golden Core, you can't wait to show your true colors?"

Zhang Xiaofan turned away and stopped looking at Lu Chan. He turned to Chen Feihe instead.

"Go! Take me to see Extreme Yin."

The quarrel between Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Chan left Chen Feihe deeply uneasy.

Only then did he realize that "Junior Sister Chen Yi" seemed to be a taboo between Lu Chan and Zhang Xiaofan. Merely mentioning her name had caused the two of them to argue without end.

"Please follow me, Senior."

After saying this, Chen Feihe hurriedly headed out of the cave abode.

He did not want to remain in this cave abode for even another moment.

Zhang Xiaofan followed closely behind and walked out as well.

"Zhang Xiaofan, if you walk out of this cave abode today, then all ties of gratitude and affection between us will be severed."

Lu Chan stared at Zhang Xiaofan's retreating back and roared furiously.

Zhang Xiaofan turned a deaf ear and continued walking out.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you ungrateful wretch! Get back here!"

Tears welled in Lu Chan's eyes, her face like pear blossoms in the rain.

"Zhang Xiaofan, are you truly going to cast aside the affection of our hundred-year marriage?"

"Zhang Xiaofan, I'm begging you, come back quickly..."

Lu Chan's words