"Farewell, senior, and may the wind be at your back!"
The two exchanged the city lord's seal and thus completed the handover of the position. Then, without looking back, the old senior transformed into a beam of white light and disappeared into the horizon.
Yang Fu, seeing how eager the elder was to return home, did not engage in much conversation. He didn't even know the old city lord's name.
The two Evil Eyes had, by then, humbly descended from the city walls and positioned themselves one on each side of Yang Fu, emanating faint waves of Spiritual Sense.
Yang Fu felt exceptionally pleased at that moment; he envisioned himself venturing outside to exert his strength and achieve great success, returning to the Sect as a renowned figure, with his Family growing increasingly affluent. He might even find some valuable ancestral offerings in Sunshine City to please the ancestors, possibly turning the Yang Family into the supreme Immortal Clan!