"Not at all. I was traveling abroad myself and stumbled into it by accident. How would I have had the chance to invite you along? Besides, even if I had called you over, it would only have changed one trapped person into two." Shen Luo laughed.
"Ah, anyway, it's good that you're back. Now I don't have to go to the Chang'an Government Office and press Lu Huaming for answers..." Bai Xiaotian sighed.
"Why were you questioning him?" Shen Luo asked in confusion.
"I couldn't reach you anywhere. I thought the government office had sent you to the Demon Clan on some secret mission, and that you'd been gone for so long..." Bai Xiaotian said helplessly.
Shen Luo could not help laughing, though he was also touched.
"After such a long separation, on a day as good as this, come on, let's drink! Tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!" Bai Xiaotian threw an arm around Shen Luo's shoulders and dragged him away without giving him a chance to refuse.
The two left Huasheng Temple and found a tavern in Chang'an City. Reunited after so long, they naturally drank to their hearts' content.
In the end, they parted at the city gates. Bai Xiaotian tugged on Shen Luo's sleeve and asked about his plans.
After a long silence, Shen Luo said, "I haven't decided yet. I'll probably go home first, or perhaps make a trip to Mount Putuo."
As he spoke, his gaze dimmed slightly.
A hundred years might not mean much to cultivators, but to ordinary mortals, it was already the span of one or even two lifetimes. Back home in Chunhua County, everything had likely changed beyond recognition.
"I'm at a critical juncture in breaking through to the Mahayana Late Stage, so I can't accompany you on