"Uncle Gu…"
Saint Gu Yao looked at the white-haired old man with a bitter expression in front of her and felt a pang in her heart. She wanted to say something but hesitated.
The gentle, refined and energetic expert of the past was now like this.
She knew that the pain the old man had endured all these years was probably a hundred or a thousand times worse than hers!
The moment her emotions fluctuated, her Great Dao began to show signs of backlash and her body swayed slightly!
Saint Gu Yao closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
When she opened her eyes again, her expression was normal and her eyes were like an ancient well without any fluctuations.
The Mountain Chief smiled. "Gu Yao, go back. It's fine if others call me an old thing. I'm already old and don't care anymore."
"But I care."
