"Fenglin" had left, leaving behind only a shell.
Ren Ye gazed at the food and wine on the table, suddenly feeling a little empty. Over this time, he had grown used to Fenglin's presence, even somewhat dependent on it, because whenever something important happened, Fenglin was always the first person he consulted.
They were both teacher and friend, and had faced death together several times. Such a bond was hard to erase.
Whoosh!
Zhao Baicheng stepped into the room and asked bluntly, "Need a few words of comfort from your master?"
Ren Ye cupped his fists. "Your disciple can come to terms with it and understand it. Protect everything that's mine, and don't delude myself into changing everything about someone else. That's enough."
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Baicheng laughed heartily and patted his head. "You really are a fucking genius. You save me so much trouble. I can't stand those maudlin, one-track-minded bastards."
Ren Ye composed himself and asked without embarrassment, "Master, if you could beat Mumu, why couldn't you stop him from leaving?"
Zhao Baicheng walked to the table, picked up the wine pot, and tipped his head back for a drink. "This is a Fourth Grade Secret Realm. The Heavenly Dao suppresses all my supernatural abilities. I could defeat him, but I couldn't destroy his Soul Body in a short time. Soul System Soul Bodies are rather uncanny, and his grade is very high. A Fourth Grade place like this can't kill him."
"How high?" Ren Ye asked curiously.
"About seven or eight stories high." Zhao Baicheng gave him a scornful look. "You're only Second Rank. Why ask so much? Would you understand if I told you?"
"...!" Ren Ye lowered his eyes sheepishly. "Can the Soul System match into a Star Gate in Soul Body form?"
"Yes." Zhao Baicheng