Shen Yunzhou opened his mouth, but swallowed back the words of rebuttal that were about to escape.
In the end, he could only clench his fists in frustration and stomp his foot heavily.
After a brief silence, Zhou Qing's expression turned grave.
He then slowly turned his head, looking towards the lonely figure in white atop the distant treetop, and spoke: "She's just a child."
Lin Jin also remained silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.
A moment later, his voice was flat, yet it seemed to carry endless weariness and desolation: "I am curious about his choice as well. Besides, I don't have much time left."
With that, Lin Jin's figure flickered and he left.
Zhou Qing's heart sank suddenly.
Not much time left?
What does that mean?
Shen Yunzhou was so angry his face turned red, cursing: "Damn it, I haven't been this pissed off in ages! Zhou, stay out of this, I'll just call my sister over and flatten this damn Cangyan Daoist Palace!"
