Just when he was thinking and thinking, a breeze blew up in front of the tent, and flying flowers entered the tent, which was confusing. When he opened his eyes, he saw an old monk and an old man sitting quietly in front of him.

"Li Xiuyuan of the Five Regions Dynasty wishes to pay his respects to King Yelu."

Yelu Chucai looked confused in front of him. Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to introduce himself and sighed: "Time is like lightning, but it has not taken away the king's appearance."

Yelu Chucai was shocked when he heard this. He quickly stood up and took Li Xiuyuan's hand and asked: "Why is this, Imperial Master? How come you are like a dragon, but you are like an old man?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and introduced quietly: "This is my senior... Mingzhu has followed my master to the depths of the Tianshan Mountains, and I think he will return to the grassland in a few years."

Yelu Chucai greeted the old monk, took Li Xiuyuan's hand and sighed again: "Even in my dreams, I never thought that the Imperial Master would come to the grassland in person."

Li Xiuyuan sighed softly: "This is a pain that I can't get rid of. I may not go to Beihai, or I may leave Southern Xinjiang behind, but I have to come and see my brother."

When Yelu Chucai heard this, he couldn't help crying. He held his hand and said blankly: "Qi'er has a brother like you. Even if he goes to Changsheng Heaven, he will be happy."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and murmured: "Then, take me to see him."

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Chapter completed!