"You came here in search of creation?"
The elderly person sitting in the chair spoke with profound meaning.
Perhaps because she had lived too long, her eyes were murky and her entire presence emitted a deep twilight aura, looking as though she might "die" at any moment.
Xie Xuanyi nodded.
The elderly person asked with a smile, "If I hadn't stopped you from comprehending the ancient texts... would you have gone already?"
Xie Xuanyi said, "Does senior hope that I do not go?"
"Even if there is creation, one must still have life to seize it."
The elderly person sighed, "Mu Niu must have told you about the situation in the city... to depart so rashly, you could easily die on the way."
"Are you a human or a demon in the end?"
Xie Xuanyi couldn't help but ask.
He had studied ancient texts for several days, yet they conversed in the language of the Human Race.
