Even Ye Guhong, a man proud to his very core, had become deeply concerned for him after just a single meeting. If such a person were allowed to grow normally, he was bound to become a pillar of the Human Race and hold up a glorious sky for them. It was just a pity...
We are incompetent, the sinners of the Human Race, destined to be infamous for all eternity... the Sage lamented inwardly. Shaking his head, unable to face Wang Xiu, he vanished on the spot.
The rest of the Saints sighed and turned to leave. Zhang Yunting and Yun Wuxin gave Wang Xiu a deep look, hesitating to speak, but in the end, they too shook their heads and left.
The place became quiet, leaving only Wang Xiu behind.
"Well, kid, have you finally given up?" Guba asked smugly.
"Perhaps," Wang Xiu smiled, his face showing no trace of sorrow.
