Wang Zijia looked at the elf Yun Lai, finding it hard to imagine him progressing to such a level in the future.
Wang Zijia paused for a moment, looking at Yun Lai, habitually patting his head, and then seriously opened his mouth, uttering irrelevant words.
"Senior Brother may have to break his promise, I can't continue to accompany you, protect you as you grow!"
Tears welled up in Yun Lai's eyes instantly, holding onto the corner of Wang Zijia's robe, and stubbornly said:
"Senior Brother, let's run away. Even if you've awakened some kind of innate wisdom, what can a Tribulation Crossing Cultivator do!"
"Didn't you say it, when the sky is falling, there is a tall person to hold it up. Whatever happens, the Immortal Venerates are in charge! Yun Lai still needs Senior Brother to support the sky for me!"
By the end of his words, Yun Lai's voice was already choked with sobs.
