The summit of the South Peak Back Mountain enshrouded in nightfall.
The Sword Saint Sect's Mountain Guardian Brother's endless desolation was instantly replaced by Wang Yang's bleakness. He had tears in his eyes, filled with deep emotions, and with a thud, he knelt on the South Peak Back Mountain, prostrating humbly towards the figure standing with hands behind.
The Mountain Guardian Brother buried his head tightly into the ground, and his voice, which seemed to tremble, echoed across the summit of the South Peak Back Mountain.
"Master——!"
This call of 'Master' was filled with complexity, as if thousands of emotions mingled together, making one feel an overwhelming sense of melancholy coming forth.
Dugu Nan listened to the call filled with various emotions, and his body suddenly trembled violently, as if struck by something, his eyes revealing endless sadness, excitement, joy, regret, unwillingness, and reluctance, all equally complex and intertwined.
