Looking at Black Cloud who was wearing the emperor's robe, Yan Fan called out Jiang Li's name calmly.
"Jiang Li?"
"I'm here."
"Take them away, I'll stay."
Jiang Li trembled and said in a low voice, "I should be the one who stays."
"You can't stay. One of us has to leave," Yan Fan said with a firm gaze.
They had been Sword Partners for so many years, so Jiang Li knew what he was thinking. That was why she was at a loss.
"Leave? Where can we leave to?" she murmured.
Yan Fan smiled when he heard that. "Remember, go as far as you can. Regardless of whether it's true or not, it's your duty to pass Master's Sword Dao to Wushuang."
Jiang Li could not speak anymore as if she had aged in an instant.
Yan Fan did not say anything else. He looked past Jiang Li to Jian Wushuang and said with a smile, "Go."