After crossing the Grand Canyon, Fang ping and the others did not see the Daoist priest from last time. They did not know where he had gone.
Old Zhang ... Was still touching Fang Ping's head!
Fang ping was about to break down!
What did that mean?
I'm not your son, why are you always touching my head!
Old Zhang continued to stroke, stroke ... Until they were out of the canyon. Fang ping twisted his head. 'That's enough. I'm not a dog. Enough.'
Zhang Tao didn't continue, nor did he fly. He said while walking,""Fang ping, will you be able to break through this time when you leave the catacombs?"
"Almost ..."
"In that case, you're about to reach rank-7. The young people nowadays are stronger than we were back then."
Zhang Tao sighed with emotion.
Fang ping was a little surprised. Did old people like to recall the past?
