Hearing this, Wen Jiu was momentarily stunned. Even though he was used to life and death, capable of killing anyone without a hint of emotion, some ripples stirred in his heart upon hearing Ye Chen's words, leaving him slightly moved.
In the autumn of life and death, what Ye Chen thought about was not himself but his three disciples, truly embodying the virtues of a master.
Having such a mentor on the path of cultivation truly makes life worthwhile.
"Master, then what about you?"
Wen Jiu quickly asked.
Ye Chen shook his head, "I won't live for long. Even if I leave, what's the point? Just take care of yourself."
"Master, that elder can escort us away from Deadman Peak, surely he can bring you along too."
"Forget it, any green hill can be a burial ground." Ye Chen smiled bitterly, waving his hand to signal Wen Jiu to leave.
