Twenty Years of Raising Children (2)

"As a guest from afar, why don't Fellow Daoist Wan stay for a few more days?" Han Zhao asked.

"I have my duties, I can't stay for long. I still have to investigate elsewhere." Wan Shou said seriously.

"In that case, I won't stay any longer. Take care, Fellow Daoist Wan." Han Zhao expressed his understanding.

"Goodbye." Wan Shou bowed again and left.

Cao Mengxuan did not speak the entire time. Seeing Wan Shou leave, he looked at Han Zhao with a hesitant expression.

"Fellow Daoist Cao, is there anything else?" Han Zhao asked.

"No, I'll take my leave too."

Cao Mengxuan shook his head, cupped his hands, and left with him.

After he flew out of the Mystic Flower Hall, he saw Wan Shou riding his flying sword and speeding towards the distant sky. He also rode a ball of black and white light and quickly chased after it.

"Fellow Daoist Wan!"