"Know him? I guess you could say I do!"
Upon hearing Murong Sou's inquiry, Yun Xiao recalled the connections from his past life and couldn't help but feel quite sentimental. However, his vague words only left the former bewildered.
"But I do not know you, young man. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Cultivating to such a stage is not easy, and if you lose your life due to some obsession, you might regret it immensely!"
Murong Sou, although curious about this plainly dressed young man, did not wish to delve deeper. Hearing the somewhat misleading words, he felt displeasure, and thus advised once more.
In fact, at this moment, Murong Sou was in a peculiar state where, besides having a clear mind and being able to speak, he could not move at all. Even he himself was unsure if this state was good or bad.
In this condition, what he needed was a quiet environment for study. If this young man attracted more cultivators, it would be troublesome for Murong Sou.
