Master?
Hearing Tian Hao's inquiry, Yang Jian was somewhat in a daze.
He almost forgot how long it had been since he last relied on his master. Yes, if the master were here, why would they need to be so worried?
Although the master seemed to care about nothing, just seeing him always settled Yang Jian's heart. Even if the sky fell, he believed the master would hold it up.
"If it were the master..."
Yang Jian couldn't answer. He felt certain that the master wouldn't let him be stuck in a quagmire; even if he were to help the Heavenly Dao, the master would have his way.
Seeing both Yang Jian and Tian Hao fall silent, Liu An and Wei Ye exchanged a glance. They were very curious about the identity of the Son of Heaven and Yang Jian's master.
During past interactions, Yang Jian was too stern, which made it hard for Liu An and Wei Ye to get close, let alone ask about their inner doubts.
They wanted to know if Yang Jian was the same Yang Jian they knew before they crossed over.
