"Bail Qingling, shouldn't you say something to me?"
A whispered grievance came to his ears, with a trace of a choking female voice.
Bai Feng turned his head to look, and saw that the previously aloof Dao Sect Mysterious Lady biting her lips, a forlorn look in her eyes.
It was evident that, despite a hundred years having passed, the hidden, unshakeable sorrow lingered deep in her gaze.
"No need."
Bai Feng lowered his eyes and said, "Believe in me, what you want to hear now, an apology from me, will soon come out from your own mouth uncontrollably."
"So, keep watching, my..."
"Master Uncle."
Perhaps it was the complete fusion of memories, or perhaps revisiting this long-sealed memory with the heroine from those memories.
At this moment, Bai Feng was filled with mixed emotions.
When he finally uttered the word "Master Uncle" after a hundred years of absence, his voice trembled slightly.
"Well, since you've seen this far, I'll gladly witness the truth you speak of!"
