The scorching sun blazed overhead as Xiong Ba wielded a hoe to till the fields, sweating profusely, while the Crane Immortal carried a shoulder pole to water the land.
Such a life was indeed quite carefree.
The Carefree Dao Monarch lay on a recliner, his eyes slightly closed, a faint smile gracing his face. Ye Xuan, on the other hand, held a giant palm fan, standing behind the Carefree Dao Monarch, fanning him.
"You know everything now?"
The Carefree Dao Monarch did not open his eyes, merely lowered his voice to inquire.
"Master, which aspect are you referring to?"
Ye Xuan's face showed signs of confusion as he continued to fan the palm leaf fan, responding with a question.
"Your lineage."
The Carefree Dao Monarch chuckled softly and replied.
"Yes, I know everything."
Ye Xuan nodded and responded, "But is such a destiny really good?"
