Seeing Wu Qian ignore him, Su Mo sidled up with a shameless grin and spoke anyway.
"The bad news is, you'll have to take over Rouge Pass's secular affairs too..."
With that, Su Mo immediately flew away.
Hearing this, Wu Qian choked with frustration.
She turned to glance at Su Mo's retreating figure, then buried herself in work.
But no one noticed the smile brimming across Wu Qian's face...
Wasn't this precisely the "busyness" she had hoped for?
Everything seemed so wonderful. Peach blossoms bloomed within the pass, and with those blossoms for company, its people lived and worked in peace.
Inside a school, Book Sage stood weakly on the platform, explaining cultivation techniques to the many people below.
Su Mo quietly appeared inside the school without drawing anyone's attention.
Only Book Sage glanced at Su Mo, who was crouching in a corner, waiting silently, and shook his head with a smile.
He quickly finished explaining a few things, then dismissed the school's disciples.
Only after everyone had left did Su Mo slowly walk up to Book Sage. "Are you doing well, Senior?"
"Young Master..." Book Sage cupped his hands slightly toward Su Mo. "This old body of mine can still stand in this school and offer what little warmth it has left. What could be wrong with that?"
"In the past, I never dared dream of such peace and happiness."
He still did not tell Su Mo that he had little time left. He seemed unwilling to say it, and also seemed to know that saying it would be useless.
Looking at Book Sage, Su Mo slowly nodded. "If you're willing, Senior, things within Desolate Demon Pass will only get better from now on."
Book Sage trembled and nodded... but it seemed he would never see such a