"Farming? You're not going to Haoyang Palace?" Zhao Wan'er couldn't help but ask.
Shen Ye took out a wooden token and said, "This is our identity token, representing someone who grew up in Shan Tang. Now it no longer exists."
He gently crushed the wooden token.
——Once the token was crushed, it was as if their identity proof had vanished.
Zhao Wan'er looked on, unable to comprehend.
That's not right.
He was supposed to stand out in the trials in a few days, earn the qualifications to enter Haoyang Palace, and then become more and more famous, stronger and stronger.
But why——
Why is he now going to farm?
Could everything she knew be but a fleeting dream?
Or perhaps a prank by a high-ranking cultivator?
Shen Ye moved forward slowly, passing by Zhao Wan'er, and eventually walked out of the door of Shan Tang.
"Are you really going?"
Zhao Wan'er asked reluctantly.
"Mm, I've learned some skills, I should be able to survive. Will you come?" Shen Ye asked.