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It was getting darker.

By the time Ou Yangming returned to the small courtyard, it was already dark.

Jiang Qingcheng sat on the doorsill, her eyes full of tears, and her face full of grievance.

When she saw Ou Yangming, her small face immediately drooped down. Tears were rolling in her eyes as if she would cry at any time. She whispered, "Uncle Yu." As she said that, she pounced over.

"What's wrong?" Ou Yangming was not bothered by the troublesome term of address and asked gently.

The little girl took in 2 breaths of cold air. Her eyes were wide open as she asked, "Has Grandpa He left?"

"Yes. Even sword cultivators can't let go of the swords in their hearts. He has lost the swords for a very long time, so he has to get them back. Only then will the true god of swords return. If one has worries in one's heart, no matter how pure one's sword intent is, one can't be the strongest," Ou Yangming replied to her.