He looked at the distant sky.
The sun gradually rose.
The sunlight of the sunrise shone on his eyes, seeming to briefly disperse the haze.
"Let's go, Little Sheng."
"Yes."
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Yihe Gate Headquarters.
Outer perimeter.
Under a banyan tree.
Sun Yihe and Vermilion Bird did not engage in a fierce battle as they said before.
In fact,
At their level of strength, they couldn't go back to decades ago, fighting whenever they disagreed.
Now, one of them is among the Four Saints of the Holy Sect, and the other is an Association Committee Member.
They hold high positions and have strong powers.
Every move they make affects countless things.
"Time really flies."
Both of them were sitting cross-legged.
In front of them was the breakfast that Vermilion Bird bought earlier.
Sun Yihe looked up toward the distance.
The morning sunlight also fell on his face.
His gaze gradually became lost in thought.
