Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth, but made no sound.
The man waited for a while, then sighed:
"You have come."
This time, Xu Xiaoshou heard a sense of regret, a touch of lament, along with a release from seeing the changes in the world.
What is this...
Why is there someone here, could you be the Time Ancestor?
Xu Xiaoshou looked around, seeing the door had vanished, slightly squinting his eyes, considering whether he could return through the river of time to avoid this person.
"You have come."
The man spoke for the third time, his voice carrying a hint of displeasure.
Xu Xiaoshou adjusted his expression, dared not neglect, and spoke solemnly:
"I have come, yet you have aged."
The man's back seemed slightly startled, he did not turn around, but said slightly surprised: "You remember?"
Remember what?
I know nothing!
Xu Xiaoshou hated this kind of pretentious person, just like Dao Qiongcang, he shook his head slowly, sighed:
"I might remember, you may have forgotten."
