The low murmuring sound, carrying a vague sense of struggle, Shi Wujue lowered his head, letting a head of white hair fall and shroud his enigmatic face...
"But, seeing you so steadfast and unwavering, this hall hesitated..."
"Yet, this hall has no way to retreat! As a descendant of the Ancient Country, this hall has a duty, no choice! Gu Changsheng, this path, this hall will accompany you, even though the final outcome is unknown, this hall seeks only one answer! Only one answer for the Ancient Country He Clan... As long as this hall's wish is fulfilled, this hall will absolutely not let anything happen to you! Absolutely not..."
Just as Shi Wujue murmured softly, a shadow wrapped in black clothes, slowly emerged from the depths of the Flower Hall, revealing in one hand an empty jade bowl, while the other hand held a sharp dagger...
