"Thank you, Holy Son!"
"Thank you, Holy Son!"
Once the first cry of thanks rang out, gratitude roared like mountains and thundered like seas, engulfing the square in a surging tide.
At that moment, every Inner Disciple sincerely thanked this Holy Son, their senior brother who had considered their needs!
Standing beside Ouyang, Chen Changsheng accepted everyone's thanks, somewhat at a loss.
He had clearly placed those hexes on everyone as a precaution against them, yet Eldest Senior Brother had now returned them to everyone as a favor.
Chen Changsheng felt nothing about how the Azure Cloud Sect regarded him. In his heart, only the people of Little Mountain Peak mattered.
If he could save anyone else in passing, he would. If he could not, that was their fate.
Before that, however, Chen Changsheng first had to consider how to eliminate every lurking danger completely, which was why he had placed hexes on everyone in the Azure Cloud Sect.
It had clearly been a scheme, yet he had to accept everyone's most heartfelt gratitude, and that gratitude stirred something in his dark heart.
Was this what it felt like to consider others, to be a bleeding heart standing in the sunlight?
Chen Changsheng had once scorned such bleeding-heart behavior above all else, yet after experiencing it himself, he unexpectedly found that it felt good.
It was not the security brought by strength he had cultivated through countless hardships, but the feeling of standing in the sunlight, warm all over.
Chen Changsheng looked at Ouyang, who was smiling back at him. His lips moved, and he said quietly to Ouyang, "Thank you, Eldest Senior Brother!"
Ouyang looked at this junior brother who had been reborn. Judging by everything from Chen Changsheng's personality to the way he did things, this reborn