"No more killing?"

"No one can cure Zhongli Ruoshui's cold disease!"

"Not everyone can master the Fuji Zhou Tian Jue."

"So, Zhongli Ruoshui will definitely die...it's just a matter of delaying it for two more years."

The old man on the left asked again: "Two years are very critical for Ning Guo. Why did you change your mind?"

The old man on the right raised his eyes and looked at Wufanhara.

What he was looking at was the black donkey and the girl riding on the black donkey.

Of course, it was so far away that he could only see a small black dot.

A loving smile appeared on his face covered by a scarf:

"I think... there is warm and boiling rain in Ningguo."

"Two years is just a blink of an eye."

"Let him go through the life-and-death parting with Zhongli Ruoshui... If a man wants to truly mature, he has to walk some rough and rugged roads."

The old man on the left pondered for a few breaths and asked: "Then where are you going next?"

"Shuzhou!"

The old man on the left frowned: "Still going to Shuzhou? What are you going to do?"

The old man on the right slowly narrowed his old eyes:
Chapter completed!