Nanyangzi paused, a flicker of sorrow on his face. "If I'm not mistaken, my junior brother is well and truly dead. The contingency I left behind was used after all. But his death… it's a release, in a way."
As Nanyangzi finished speaking, the sadness on his face gradually faded.
He looked in Shen Bai's direction and continued.
"I didn't leave this projection for any other reason than to tell you, young friend, about some of the things I divined at great cost."
Although he knew the figure before him was just a projection from the past, Shen Bai still asked instinctively.
"What did you divine?"
Shen Bai had always held the Daoist master before him in high regard.
After all, anyone who could face death so gallantly was worthy of his respect.
He was also very curious. The Divination arts of the Celestial Purity Daoist Temple were said to be the best in all of Fenglin State, and he was eager to know what had been foreseen.
