Going Back

As dusk approached, someone was sitting on a hillside, staring at the sky.

Meanwhile, Qin Xi was leaning against the door of a dilapidated house, watching that very person.

Today, the weather was very good. The pure dark-blue-colored sky was clear with tiny thin clouds and the breeze was blowing gently. In the secular world, this kind of day was when refined scholars went out and traveled around the world. However, cultivators rarely had this kind of sentiment. Whether it was a sunny day or stormy thundery day, all were the same in their eyes.

Because of that, he knew that the person staring at the sky certainly wasn't staring at the scenery.

After watching that person for a long time, he himself also heaved a sigh. He felt that he had perhaps taken on trouble for himself.

A cultivator who was too emotional… he didn't think that kind of cultivator could have any future. But, since he already agreed, he couldn't back out.