"You let him go?"
In the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, gazing at Xu Xiaoshou sitting cross-legged on the ground, lost in Enlightenment, Kong Yuhen showed emotion for the first time, displaying a touch of anger.
He moved from the wooden ladder to the tea table, staring unflinchingly at Bazhun'an leaning against the wooden door, speaking without reservation:
"Walking along the river of time is inherently risky, especially since it's his first time, and he has to go to that special temporal node?"
"The War Ancestor has fallen, I sent him to seek the past, it's somewhat safe, and at worst, I can bring him back."
"And you?"
He turned towards Mei Siren at the tea table, "The old man has said 'self-imposed restraint,' if he gets too involved in the river of time and becomes lost, turning into someone like me..."
"What do you mean 'and you?'?" Mei Siren put down the teacup, slightly curious, "What are you talking about?"
Isn't Xu Xiaoshou here?
