"In this world, there's no such thing as an act without consequence. Perhaps you've indeed shattered your predetermined destiny, but what is the price you must pay? Heh."
Cui Manlou left behind his final words as his figure began to become illusory. Just as Su Chengyu sensed something was amiss and wanted to act, the peculiar aura of Cui Manlou had already transformed into a plume of black smoke and vanished before Su Chengyu's eyes.
Su Chengyu wanted to step forward, but Yang Junmo held him back.
"Forget it. That guy is doing this on purpose," he said.
Su Chengyu remained silent, his heart full of unease. He glanced sideways at Yu Yanshu, who averted her gaze, making Su Chengyu feel even more uneasy.
"Master, Southern Xinjiang is a place of strife, filled with feasts of the Demonic Path. No matter how significant the issue, we should return first and discuss this later."
