Leng Qingsong watched the two boys disappear into the house, then stared at the building before him for a long time.
Only when a fish-belly white began to show on the horizon did Leng Qingsong slowly straighten up.
With relief on his face, he left with light footsteps.
The time ordained by fate had not yet come. It was not yet time to reunite with Elder Brother's reincarnation.
Besides, before that, he did indeed have a few things to do.
At the very least, those two junior brothers of his were probably already rushing over in a blazing hurry!
He lowered his head and chuckled, bringing a touch of spring warmth and blooming flowers to his otherwise cold, impassive face.
The sky gradually brightened, and the winding path grew clearer.
As though he were walking a road that flowed backward through time, Leng Qingsong's face grew a little younger with every step.
By the time he had taken fifty steps, Leng Qingsong had become a young man.
He held the White Snake Longsword against his chest. Though his clothes were somewhat tattered, they still could not conceal the peerless edge radiating from him.
That Supreme Sage of Heaven and Earth, the Sage who had opened heaven's gate with two swords, had returned!
A trace of a smile appeared on Leng Qingsong's usually impassive face. Gazing toward Maple City in the distance, he walked lightly onward without looking back at the Orphanage behind him.
When two figures, one in black and one in white, came stumbling toward him, the smile on Leng Qingsong's face stiffened a little.
The arrivals were none other than Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu.
Their faces were twisted, neither yielding to the other, their elegant, aristocratic clothes in disarray. Both spotted Leng Qingsong at the same time