Xuan Daoya and Daoya Old Man conversed for ten days and ten nights.
After they talked to each other, Daoya Old Man still looked pale. But the brightness of his eyes returned, which was a sign that his trauma was resolved.
No matter what, without Xuan Daoya, he would not exist.
As his source of existence, Xuan Daoya did not wrong him.
Zhou Xuanji took Xuan Daoya out.
"Okay, I've settled his trauma. Now our grudge should be over, right?"
Xuan Daoya smiled eagerly.
Seeing his look, Zhou Xuanji had an urge to beat him up.
Zhou Xuanji nodded lightly and closed his eyes.
Xuan Daoya was a little stunned.
"What's your plan for me next?" he asked.
Zhou Xuanji uttered, "Go water the plants at the foot of the mountain."
Since Xuan Daoya wanted to follow him, then he better do so.
This guy was still quite powerful.
Xuan Daoya was stupefied. Water the plants?
