The next day.
The sun slowly rose from the east, its warm rays piercing the clouds and showering the earth, showing signs of the snow on the ground beginning to melt.
Today was the day Ye Chenfeng officially set out for the Ancient Martial World. At the doorway of the Ye family's villa, Grandpa Ye, Grandpa Wu, Wu Xiaofei, and several other women were present, especially these women who couldn't bear to part with Ye Chenfeng.
"I just said I hate these kinds of farewells the most. It's not like I'll never come back, so stop looking so gloomy, all of you," Ye Chenfeng said after taking a gulp of the crisp, cold, and fresh morning air.
"Chenfeng, don't talk nonsense, we will all be waiting for your return," Wu Xiaofei stepped forward and straightened Ye Chenfeng's collar while saying so.
