The Head of the Undead Race had lived for countless years, witnessing myriad individuals and events. How could he remain oblivious to the intricacies of human nature?
Yet the person before him seemed utterly clueless, and this left him disheartened.
He pondered what Gu Chaoyan had seen in choosing such an apparently unintelligent companion. Why would she opt for someone seemingly dim-witted? Could it be anything other than inviting trouble? What other reason could there be?
The Head of the Undead Race let out a deep, emotional sigh.
In response to the Head of the Undead Race's words, Gu Chaoyan chose to remain silent.
If this person couldn't grasp the essence of her message, he might not be suited to accompany her.
"Is the spring water from Wuyuan Island beneficial for your cultivation? If it significantly aids your progress, you're welcome to stay and cultivate there," Gu Chaoyan inquired.
