"Is he leaving?"
In a tranquil secret chamber, Fu Qinglan slowly opened her eyes.
Fu Chaosheng, who had just entered, nodded his head.
Fu Qinglan pursed her lips and asked softly, "Is he going to find his Dao Companion Cultivator?"
Fu Chaosheng sighed, "Indeed so. Previously, I only thought he was a rogue cultivator from the North Sea, with spiritual pet attendants also hailing from there. Yet, unexpectedly, he is actually from the Eastern Wasteland."
"Eastern Wasteland... Huang Independent Cultivator..."
Fu Qinglan muttered Luo Chen's chosen Dao name and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
From the very beginning, Luo Chen had revealed his origins.
Thinking of him personally telling grandfather that he already had a Dao Companion, Fu Qinglan could only sigh in relief at the correctness of her earlier decision.
