'Qing Dan, East Gate Xue, Miao Hong Yu... each an extraordinary, legendary figure... and I'm nothing.'
'The higher-ups of the Three Mountains Association have really gone all out this time, even deceiving their own middle ranks with this trick. Fellow Daoist Zi Xincheng's future will be awkward.'
'But...none of this concerns me.'
In his newly rented Cave Mansion, Aaron leisurely savored some green tea while gazing at a laurel tree in the courtyard.
Spring comes and goes, flowers bloom and fade...
Two years after returning to the market, Mr. Qian Fu Er's time was up, and he passed away peacefully.
Aaron personally sent off his old friend, who had died with a smile on his face. He kept murmuring about not seeing another great battle in the Cultivation World, how fortunate and lucky...