Beginning of the Transformation

On the bamboo slip, many names had been crossed out, but there was one name that was very conspicuous.

Its color was purple-red as thought blood had dripped on it as it was carved.

'Big Brother.'

Xu Qing looked at the name with a calm expression. He didn't seem to show any fluctuations. However, his hand that was holding the iron stick exerted an imperceptible force.

He retracted his gaze and kept the bamboo slip. He then looked at the red sunset in the sky. After a long time, he spoke softly to the captain and Yanyan.

"I'm going into seclusion for a while."

Yanyan could faintly sense that Xu Qing's mood was a little down. Hence, she hurriedly nodded.

"Go, Little Qing. With Senior Brother around, don't worry and rush to the third palace." The captain sat there and laughed.