Su Changyu left.
Ye Ping was the only one left on the rear cliff.
On the rear cliff, Ye Ping was constantly thinking about releasing the sword and holding the sword.
However, after thinking about it, he couldn't understand the meaning of the words.
In the end, Ye Ping placed the sword in his hand on the ground before picking it up again.
He put it down.
He picked it up.
He put it down again.
He picked it up again.
Ye Ping kept repeating this action.
He did it once, ten times, a hundred times, and then a thousand times.
Ye Ping kept repeating it.
He did not understand the meaning of what he did.
However, he understood that Su Changyu would never let him do such things for no reason.
'Is Eldest Senior Brother just trying to get rid of me?'
That was impossible.
Ye Ping seriously comprehended while pondering about the mystery within.
Time passed bit by bit.
