Elder Black Sun stared at Wang Mang's face, and after a moment as if he had thought of something, suddenly burst into laughter.
He smiled as he spoke:
"You don't need to worry about that."
"If they get knocked down and can't get back up, it only shows the extent of their spirit."
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang shrugged his shoulders, indifferently replying, "Understood."
Looking at Elder Black Sun's figure, Wang Mang spoke again:
"Patriarch, is he alright?"
Wang Mang's gaze drifted into the distance, as if he could see that stern man.
Upon hearing Wang Mang's words, Elder Black Sun chuckled softly.
"The patriarch is fine."
"He does mention you from time to time, though."
Hearing this, Wang Mang inexplicably shook his head.
With that, both of them fell silent.
A gentle breeze swept by, causing Wang Mang's long hair to flutter wildly.
After a moment of silence, Elder Black Sun slowly began to speak: