"How did you die?"
"I killed him."
The old man smiled strangely and said leisurely, "I had good intentions to persuade them to accept the Lord's transformation, but not only did they not appreciate it, they also said that I was no longer myself and they insisted on waiting for you to come back... Then I had to send them on their way."
"And little junior brother."
As if deliberately arousing Chongming's anger, he emphasized specifically, "He is obviously the youngest, but has the hardest bones. I tortured him for seventy-seven forty-nine days, until his body collapsed, his soul was gone, and his consciousness died..."
Never asked for mercy!"
"have to say."
Looking at Chongming, he said seriously, "Master, you have gained a good disciple."
Chongming suddenly fell silent.
"It was my fault."
After a moment, it spoke slowly, with a hint of sadness in its voice, "It's me, I can't protect you, it's me, I can't help you!"
"Master, if you feel sorry."
The old man stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation and said with a smile, "Why don't you go back by yourself? It would be disrespectful for me to do it myself! Of course, if you have figured it out, then just do like me and find your true self.
From now on, you and I, master and disciple, will serve the Lord together?"
Chongming was silent again.
After a while, he spoke again, and his voice had returned to calmness. "There is one thing you said wrong."
"What?"
"Xuan Ming is also dead."
Ji Xuanming.
That was the old man's former name.
"Master."
Ji Xuanming frowned slightly and said, "I'm still standing in front of you!"
Chapter completed!