"He actually got away!"
On Celestial Extremity Peak, a figure suddenly appeared.
He let out a soft sigh.
He was dressed in white, with hair to match. He didn't look old, but his eyes held an air of profound world-weariness.
He stared blankly at Celestial Extremity Peak before him.
"Senior Brother, did that little thief get away?"
Another figure arrived on Celestial Extremity Peak.
This figure, however, was clearly much older. It was a woman in a red gown. The moment she saw the white-haired, white-clothed man, a deep blush spread across her face.
She looked like a young maiden seeing her beloved.
But on her face, which was covered in wrinkles, the expression looked utterly bizarre.
And yet, she called this man "Senior Brother."
"He got away."
The man in white sighed softly.
