Cangwu City.
In the inn, Zhao Ying was still chatting with Zhao Yi. Despite having not seen each other many times before, they had plenty of topics to discuss.
Both tried to steer clear of the Zhao Family's massacre, but every word seemed to touch on memories of the past.
Overall, both were happy to meet each other this time.
Family is the closest bond in this world.
Zhao Yi thought he'd never have family again, but now he did, and he could put aside any unhappiness.
As he inadvertently turned to look out the window, the flickering candlelight startled Zhao Yi, reminding him of tonight's sect competition, "Aunt, I have to go now."
"Going where? I've thought about it, tomorrow we'll thank the Sect Leader and leave Cangwu City. I've planned the itinerary, and you'll return when you can avenge. You're now at the Body Refining Seventh Layer, and will surely reach the Profound Realm by the age of 40. Twenty years is fleeting, and we can wait."
