"If there's something you actually want to discuss..."
Before he could finish, Long Que suddenly interrupted him.
The white-haired man turned his head in the sea breeze, his deep eyes unfathomable, and said seriously, "You don't want me to go to the Sacred Mountain, do you?"
Lu Bu'er was silent for a moment, then candidly said, "Yes."
Long Que silently removed his cigarette butt, unwrapped the KFC packaging, picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it in his mouth, opened the lid of the cola, and said vaguely, "I'm already a dying man, and I don't have much time left. The Sacred Mountain is my final journey, you should be blessing me."
