The aged yet resonant voice reverberated. In Master Bai's eyes flickered forty years spent living under an assumed name, forty years of humiliation and endurance.
"I truly never imagined that in my lifetime... this old man would witness such a scene with his own eyes. It makes me want to drink a whole jar of wine."
Bai Yiduo turned his head and looked at Bai Guyue's frozen expression of shock, affection flashing through his eyes.
"Where there is light in this world, there will be darkness. Prepare to return."
"Return?"
Bai Guyue's mind was in complete chaos.
"Return to Landu Star. If the Revolutionary Army and that boy Mu Fan survive, then the Federation's split will become a foregone conclusion. This old man can finally change sides."
The girl nodded instinctively, but quickly came to her senses and asked nervously, "Are we leaving Landu Star?"
"Perhaps we will, perhaps we won't."
Bai Yiduo had already reached the doorway, his wise eyes gazing up at the sky.
Dingchuan Academy had been pushed to such a point...
As long as those people could return alive.
How could one of the Five Great Academies possibly endure such humiliation?
"Mu Fan... he won't die, right?" Bai Guyue gritted her teeth and looked up worriedly.
"What does it matter whether he dies or not? In the end, everyone chooses their own path. That boy has too many secrets. Don't associate with him too much." A fist-sized piece of pure white "crystal" condensed in Bai Yiduo's palm once more, and he crushed it with one hand.
A sheet of white mist instantly spread outward, level with the ground.
A squad of soldiers that had just rushed out from around a corner silently turned into black dust and collapsed to the ground.
At this moment, there was