“Are my parents alright? There’s also Solly, the seven light rain, the Seven Colors, the grand priestess of Taiyu...”
After Qu Yan and Gu Ying finished speaking, Yang Tian asked again.
These people were all people that Yang Tian cared about.
If he could go back, Yang Tian would definitely go back frequently to visit his parents, chat with his friends, eat, drink, and have fun.
This was the life that Yang Tian had hoped for. However, ever since he started cultivating, he had less time.
This was because the path of cultivation was like sailing against the current. If one did not advance, one would retreat. If one did not work hard, one would soon be surpassed by the enemy and left behind by his peers.
“Why don’t you ask me if I’m doing well?”
After Yang Tian finished speaking, Qu Yan and Gu Ying pouted.
The more mature Qu Yan and Gu Ying looked resentful, which was even more lethal than before.
