Master Gu looked at Ye Tian, unsure whether to voice the thought in his heart or not: "Big brother, are you truly naive or just pretending? Are you sure I'll come back if you let me leave?"
Of course, this was a thought Master Gu only entertained in his mind. Regardless, Ye Tian's words suggested he had narrowly escaped a disaster. As long as he could return to his old nest in Xiangxi, he would be as free as a fish in water. Even if Ye Tian possessed vast magical powers, he had nothing to fear.
The foundation of the Yinluo Clan was not something Ye Tian could challenge.
"Young Master Ye, don't worry. In three days, I'll definitely bring the Moluo Ghost Flute to see you," Master Gu said earnestly.
Ye Tian withdrew his gaze, ignored Master Gu, and turned to walk into the villa.
Seeing that Ye Tian had indeed let him go, Master Gu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Moments earlier, he was nearly scared to death. His entire life, he had never been so close to death.
