Gai Jiuyou and the other six left. At first, only the Three Heroes of Tianxuan had planned to pay their respects to the traces of Ruthless's Dao, but once they mentioned it, the others grew interested too.
The seven left seven coins and walked out of the Youjian Inn. The Tianxuan Saintess and the others had wanted to pay more. This was a fine place, and a mere commoner's coin hardly seemed enough.
Gai Jiuyou stopped her in time, citing every philosophical principle and classical text he could think of to tell her they should leave.
At the time, Gai Jiuyou had badly wanted to say, Forget a few extra coins—even if you handed over the entire Tianxuan Holy Land, he might not want it!
"Big brother, what kind of place is the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land?" Only Xiao Nannan and Meng Chuan remained, and she asked out of curiosity.
Those older brothers and sisters just now had spoken of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land with such reverence!
It had stirred her curiosity.
Meng Chuan considered how to answer. In the end, he said only one thing.
"The Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land is our home."
Xiao Nannan scratched her head in confusion. "But Nannan's home is the Teahouse?"
As Xiao Nannan spoke, someone else appeared beside Meng Chuan's table.
It was Gai Jiuyou. He had returned, making an excuse to leave the group of seven.
"Heav—" Gai Jiuyou began.
"Heaven, what? The weather's so nice. Why did you come back instead of going to the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land?" Meng Chuan promptly cut him off.
Gai Jiuyou understood at once. The Heavenly Emperor did not want his identity exposed.
From the five hundred—if not three thousand—storybooks and biographies he had read, he knew that important figures loved this sort of