Nangong Weiyang liked Zhen Pilu the instant she saw him, but she didn’t like Gu Xinyin when she saw him. However, when she saw Gu Xinyin who didn’t get angry and heard his words, Nangong Weiyang’s brows instead furrowed slightly, saying, “But I guess you don’t seem to be too annoying either.”

Gu Xinyin began to laugh even a bit happier. He didn’t immediately respond to Nangong Weiyang, instead looking at Zhen Pilu, his face becoming a bit more serious. “I’m glad to see that you are still alive.”

Zhen Pilu who came from Sanskrit Temple previously wasn’t fond of interacting with people, he always used to examine this world through his own eyes with silence, watching the things that take place in this world and conduct his cultivation. However, when he heard Gu Xinyin’s words, this Sanskrit Temple monk also said seriously, “I am also very happy to see that you are still alive… and also to hear that my junior brother is still alive.”

Gu Xinyin smiled. “When you and Nangong Mo return, Tangcang will become a better place.”

“Not necessarily.” At Zhen Pilu and Gu Xinyin’s level, their conversation, to bystanders,...