"I'm the one who drove you guys here." The uncle wiped his face, and the aura emanating from him changed into that of a refined gentleman.
"It's you!" Song Shuhang once again linked the man in front of him to the blurred figure in his memory.
"You don't have to worry. You've already helped the scholarly faction a great deal; we owe you for all the help that you have provided us." The uncle stretched out his hand and gave Song Shuhang a volume of the ❮Writing of the Sage❯.
This was a scripture written by the Scholarly Sage when he was still alive.
Song Shuhang still felt worried. "The Heavenly Emperor has companions. I'm afraid that none of them are going to be weak. Are you sure you're going to be alright, uncle?"
The driver uncle smiled and said, "Don't worry, I also have a companion."
Then, another figure emerged from the crowd.
