"The world has always been like that, constantly meeting and parting. You need to get used to it sooner rather than later," Jiangli patted Xia Xin's arm and turned to say, "Let's go, it's time to head back."
Xia Xin looked towards the place where they had disappeared, collected his emotions, and followed behind Jiangli.
Indeed.
Just as the ancestor had said.
At Xuanmen, what one encountered most were various partings.
It's just that before, Jiaoyang Temple wasn't very famous and didn't have much business.
He hadn't witnessed it too many times and wasn't quite used to it yet.
But now that the ancestor was back, Jiaoyang Temple was bound to get better and better.
He would have to get used to this kind of thing sooner or later.
Xia Xin sighed inwardly and followed Jiangli back to the Chan room.
"Alright, let's play a game!"
The moment they returned to the Chan room, Jiangli took out his mobile phone, grinning.
Xia Xin's face twitched, "..."