On Wangjiang Mountain Peak, Duan Xinghun replied to the Xie Family Ancestor, "Immortal Venerable Xie, this junior also has something to say, if you would lend an ear. In life, regardless of whether one is human or immortal, if you desire too much, you are likely to end up with nothing."
The Xie Family Ancestor snorted. "Junior, you should be saving those words for your esteemed master!"
Duan Xinghun's expression remained unchanged. He simply shifted the Duster in his hand.
He lowered his gaze. The clamor from down the mountain seemed to be fading away.
Duan Xinghun said coolly, "My master serves the nation and its people. His thoughts and motives are far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and he does not seek their understanding."
The Xie Family Ancestor chuckled dryly. "My dear nephew, you are truly naive! Spoken like a true youth!"
After saying this, he took a single step, instantly crossing into the Void and disappearing without a trace.
