"I really must sever all ties with the past,"
"And let tomorrow find its own way."
"So please don't desperately ask for news of me..."
Perhaps because he was on the verge of borrowing a reliable Alchemy Furnace, Su Xuan was in an excellent mood and found himself lightly humming a well-known old song from the world below the mountain.
The worlds above and below the mountain were separate, with a natural barrier obstructing any exchange of entertainment and culture. Because of this, the Third Elder, despite his profound achievements in the Dan Art, had never heard this song before. He listened with great relish, his thoughts slowly drifting back to a time long past.
Back then, he was in the prime of his youth, handsome and elegant.
