At the top of Buzhou Divine Mountain, Han Jue and Han Yu sat under the old tree. Han Jue asked him to talk about his experiences over the years. Han Yu didn't dare to hide anything.
Speaking of which, the two of them had actually only met a few times, most of them in his dreams.
Han Yu knew this ancestor's identity and was very restrained.
They were related by blood, but they were too far apart and the two of them had never been together. It was very difficult for Han Yu to be close to Han Jue.
Han Jue listened to Han Yu patiently and with relish.
It had to be said that although Han Yu often cultivated diligently, his previous experience in the Chaos was even richer than Han Jue's entire life.
Han Yu finally finished after a few days.
"There's really nothing else. I've finished explaining," Han Yu said aggrievedly.
Han Jue smiled. "Not bad, not bad. It's very interesting. I find it very interesting."
