When people lived too long, there would be too much experience. Then, they would be numb to it.
Once this accumulation process reached a certain amount, it could no longer be reversed.
At the table, Pu Donghuang's sharp eyes were all on Ye Bei's body.
In his memory, Ye Bei was the kind of illusory, but at the same time, he was as the heavenly god, aloof and indifferent to the world.
But at this moment, an inexplicable sadness spread in his heart.
After so long, all the emotions and desires had been wiped out.
This kind of life was a goal pursued by the lay people, but it was a kind of alternative punishment for him!
Pu Donghuang's heart suddenly felt.
However, in his mouth, he did not dare to say that. After a few seconds, he said, "Sir, I think that you should be an exciting feeling when you are about to find the answer! Because I recently I have experienced it."
"Oh?"
