But... there were no ifs!
"No."
Old Jack shook his head instead and smiled. "Being by your side is, in a sense, his good fortune. At the very least, when it comes to cultivation resources, the Hall of Divine Beauty gave him the best conditions. Whether Immortal Flowers or Soul Spirits, your foundation is unimaginably vast."
"What a pity..."
"What a pity indeed."
Old Jack shook his head repeatedly, then said to Su Bei, "If he had stayed true to his original heart and focused wholeheartedly on cultivation, that would naturally have been best. But he fell in love with you."
At this point, Old Jack gave an absurd little laugh. "For that, he even fused with the Arrow of the God of Love, becoming what he looks like now and taking on this body, all just to gain an identity that would let him get close to you."
"Come to think of it, with looks like yours, even an ancient god like me, whose lifespan has stretched beyond measure and who has aged to this extent, would have his heart stirred upon seeing you and find you breathtaking. It is only natural that Little San would fall in love with you."
Old Jack spoke these words with remarkable composure and calm.
It was hard to imagine... You were already so old. Didn't you blush when saying things like that?!
Apparently not.
Old Jack had lived for so long. As an ancient god, what storms had he not seen? To him, something like this was merely uncommon, certainly not shocking or unheard of.
But...
Tang San...
"Loves me..."
Su Bei murmured, his emotions becoming indescribably complicated.
I treated you as a romantic rival and a disciple, yet you treated me as your husband?!
"The genius who single-handedly turned all of