Through the resolute face before him, Qin Yue seemed to see that tear-streaked face. Compared to the boy who had once cried in despair, he no longer felt lost now, nor would he let himself fall into a helpless situation again.
Qin Yue suddenly smiled, a touch of gratification and approval softening his cold, stern face.
"You've grown up. Keep moving forward. Go and see the world we never got to see."
Wan Lan glanced sideways at Slyder as he approached.
"Prince, don't tell me you're planning to get sentimental too."
Slyder, who hadn't even had a chance to speak: ...
He folded his arms and gave his habitual cold snort.
"I came to remind you to watch your mouth in the world over there. I'm afraid you'll get sliced into pieces, and then you won't even be able to float back. We wouldn't even be able to put up a cenotaph for you."
Wan Lan looked away and rolled her eyes.
"Thanks for the concern, but let me stress this: I'm not some reckless hothead. I don't go looking for ways to get myself killed."
Slyder nodded. "Then I can rest easy for now. I hope that by the next time we meet, you'll have reached a whole new realm."
Wan Lan offered her own well wishes, speaking as though joking. "Then I hope you advance soon, so you can run faster when we call for help."
Slyder nodded earnestly. "I will."
Surrounded by a crowd of big shots, Ye Buyu was sweating buckets.
"Everyone, is there something you need?"
Gong Jieyong spoke first. "Are you sure you can get out unscathed?"
"Yes. A coward like me wouldn't possibly suggest something so radical without something to keep myself alive."
She reassured them all with a smile, though she wasn't