Cloud-Dream Palace Master stared dejectedly at his clenched hand, his lips parted in a soundless howl.
He had clearly seen the truth of this world.
Why did those people insist on using their deaths to prove him wrong?
It made it seem as though he were the utterly unforgivable traitor!
But what had he done wrong?!
What was wrong was the situation...
What was wrong were those fools who could not see the situation clearly!
He had merely understood the times.
"Yes, I merely understood the times..."
As he murmured, Cloud-Dream Palace Master slowly unclenched his hand, straightened his plain Daoist robe, and regained his composure.
He could no longer cling to old sentiments.
Those bonds, those disciples who had died in vain, should long have been buried alongside the title of Cloud Dream Immortal Lord.
He was now the Cloud-Dream Palace Master.
Back then, his master had personally promised that so long as he could completely stabilize Cloud Dream for the Heavenly Court and secretly nurture that Little Heavenly General—
Once the task was accomplished, that lord would personally pull strings and have him transferred from this remote frontier to the heart of the Nine Provinces.
Now that the Little Heavenly General was dead... that lord would never allow his own offspring to die here for nothing.
Even if he was merely an illegitimate son who could not see the light of day.
An explanation had to be given!
Moreover, Xu Ming of the Sky-Patrol Bureau had previously avoided the important and dwelled on the trivial in his words. He was surely going there with thoughts of recruitment.
Once such a peerless prodigy was recruited into the Heavenly Court and sheltered by it—
Neither his master nor that lord would leave him even the slightest path to survival.
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