Ye Hao stood silently on the building, watching them leave for a long, long time...
In just a few short hours, they had become like half-brothers to Ye Hao. They respected and admired him. Ye Hao valued them too, wanting to nurture them.
They were not very old, the oldest being in their forties. They had plenty of youth to venture out and time to challenge themselves. Their potential seemed endless, and as long as they didn't die young, it was inevitable that they would break through to the Innate Realm.
"Hao, get some rest early!" In the late autumn of Yanjing, the evening breeze was bleak. Lin Ruyu stepped forward and draped a coat over Ye Hao, softly saying.
"Mmm!" Ye Hao turned back, embraced Lin Ruyu's waist, and gently laid the beauty onto the soft bed.
...
The next day.
