"Mother, your words are making me a bit nervous. Can we make this clearer?"
Lin Fan looked at Wei You, his eyes wide in confusion, his expression utterly lost.
He didn't know why.
But it felt like these were parting words.
Yet his mother was healthy, her cultivation profound—she didn't look like someone with a problem.
As for him, there was even less to worry about—he was as robust as an ox, capable of punching a pig to death with one blow. How could anything be wrong?
But then, he noticed something was off in his mother's gaze.
Reluctance!
Guilt!
And more!
Wait a minute...
Just as he was blanking out for a moment, Sect Leader Bai Qiu suddenly appeared out of nowhere, forming an Immortal Seal with his hands. With a hum, the ground trembled as array patterns surfaced, and a pillar of light shot into the sky, soaring straight into the clouds.
"Mother, Sect Leader, what are you doing?!"
