With that, Old Master Zhang looked at Zhang Yue deeply and turned to walk upstairs.
Zhang Yue was still standing on the spot, not coming back to his senses. He stared at Old Master Zhang's back and savored his words.
Xiang Yin stood near the dock. The sea breeze blew on his cloak, making his aura even colder and more solemn.
Cui Lin held his knee while panting and looked up at Xiang Yin. "Brother, do you know how long it took me to get here?"
"Let's go." Xiang Yin looked deeply in the direction of the distant ship and turned to leave.
Cui Lin widened his eyes and looked at Xiang Yin in disbelief. "I spent so much effort to rush over and even abandoned my father on my hospital bed, but as soon as I came, you asked me to leave?"
Bai Yun patted Cui Lin's shoulder gloatingly. "Who asked you to rush over so slowly? It ended just now."
"None of you told me. If I had known, I wouldn't have come," Cui Lin complained loudly.
