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When Gu An returned to the Third Medicine Valley, it was dusk, and he called An Xin to return with him to his loft.
"Master, is there something you needed?" An Xin asked, curious.
Gu An seldom summoned her without a significant reason.
Gu An asked with a smile, "If I were to prepare to leave, what would you think?"
Upon hearing this, An Xin's expression instantly turned serious. She knew her master was not joking; over the years, she too had felt something was amiss.
It was widely proclaimed in the world that all must believe in the Heavenly Dao and pursue the Celestial Mandate. At first, she didn't feel much, but when she heard the disciples declaring that the fate of the world was predetermined by heaven, she sensed trouble.
She still remembered what He Qingsong had said, that the Heavenly Dao did not wish for her master to intervene.
Although she wasn't sure if He Qingsong could represent the Heavenly Dao, she couldn't help but think more about it.