In the forest.
Chu Yuan, with hands clasped behind his back, looked at the elderly man transformed from Baize.
His expression held a sudden realization.
So that's how it is.
This person comes from a once powerful faction.
The faction must have met its downfall, which is why he ended up as a wandering cultivator.
That would also explain why he possesses such seemingly valuable bracelets and clothing.
Chu Yuan understood, but he had no other thoughts on the matter.
What he needed now was to return to East State.
It was somewhat unsafe in Zhongzhou.
Only by returning to East State would he feel secure.
Moreover, this person was a lone cultivator, one who had fallen from a faction's ruin, already unfortunate enough.
If he were to scheme for the few remaining possessions the man had, wouldn't that be too lacking in martial virtue?
"Hmm... Daoist friend, although we hit it off at first sight, I still have matters to attend to, so I must take my leave."
