Near the city gates of Dark Night City, inside a tranquil little courtyard.
"Su... Senior Su, are... are you leaving already?"
Upon learning that Su Shi'er and the others were about to depart, Bai Zhuling's face was full of reluctance.
Ban Fenghe stood to one side and said calmly, "There is no feast under heaven that does not end. Senior Su's crisis has been resolved, and he still has more important matters to attend to."
"Then... will we meet again?" Bai Zhuling still looked at Su Shi'er with lingering reluctance.
Though they had known each other only briefly, the tall figure of Su Shi'er stepping forward in the street and shielding her behind him had long since been deeply etched into her heart.
Su Shi'er's expression remained calm and composed. He knew that given the lifespan of the Night Clan, this parting would likely be their last farewell.
Yet the next moment, the corners of his lips lifted slightly. With a certain smile, he said, "Don't worry. We will meet again!"
"Wantong, come quickly and say goodbye to Senior Su."
Shaking her head hard and suppressing the reluctance in her heart, Bai Zhuling hurriedly called out and pulled her younger brother over.
"Su... Senior Su, I don't want you to leave. I still want to take you as my master and learn Immortal Arts from you."
Bai Wantong timidly stepped out from behind his sister. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Su Shi'er and spoke.
"Wantong, you mustn't..."
Bai Zhuling's expression changed slightly as she was about to scold him.
Before the words could leave her mouth, Su Shi'er waved his hand and cut her off.
"Little fellow, do you really want to learn Immortal Arts that badly?"
Su Shi'er asked with a smile. As he spoke, True