It felt to her as if Mo Chen's ascension day had occurred just yesterday, yet in the blink of an eye, a full year had already come and gone. The passage of time was sometimes startling in its swiftness, and this particular year seemed to have flown by with an almost unsettling speed. Feng Jiu found herself reflecting on the myriad changes and challenges that had unfolded during this period, all while the memory of Mo Chen's departure remained so vivid in her mind.
"Master, news of Young Master Mo Chen's ascension has gradually spread throughout the land," Leng Hua reported, her gaze fixed on Feng Jiu. "Many people are quite surprised. After all, so many witnessed his disappearance from the heavens, so they didn't anticipate him ascending first." Leng Hua then shifted the conversation, her tone becoming more cautious. "Master, in the past year, have those people sent anyone to hunt you down? We've been vigilant, but the world is vast, and their reach could be extensive."
