"This venerable one sees that your condition is poor. I fear even medicine and stone cannot cure you. Before your end... do you have any final wishes?"
Changing the subject, Su Shi'er continued speaking to Fu Caiwei.
"Hm? A final wish?"
Fu Caiwei's body swayed slightly. The sudden question from the person before her left her greatly surprised.
She instinctively wanted to shake her head, but as she sensed that nearly all the vitality within her had drained away,
the words reached her lips, yet she still said, "My current cultivation, and the Fu Family's becoming a cultivation lineage, were all thanks to the help of a senior in the past.
When my elder brother died unexpectedly, his greatest wish before death was to meet that senior once more. Unfortunately... that senior was like a divine dragon whose head could be seen but whose tail could not, his whereabouts elusive and uncertain.
I never expected that I would reach this point so soon as well. The only regret of this life is that I have no chance of seeing that senior again."
Fu Caiwei's voice grew softer and softer. By the end, the regret on her face had deepened.
"Was the person you speak of an old acquaintance from Donghuang Village in Tian Yong City?" Su Shi'er calmly asked again.
The moment those words left his mouth, it was as though a boulder had been cast into a tranquil lake, immediately stirring waves ten thousand fathoms high.
Fu Caiwei's dim, lifeless eyes abruptly became exceptionally bright.
"You... how do you know? You... who exactly are you?"
Staring fixedly at Su Shi'er before her, Fu Caiwei was delighted at first, then startled. Her face filled with vigilance.
Su Shi'er's reputation was well known, but... he was also plagued by trouble. Naturally,