The old Sect Master did not depart peacefully.
He had too many unanswered questions. He had imagined how he might die, but never considered that someone would brazenly storm into the sect, like retrieving a pawned item, and easily take his head.
One can only say that life's unpredictable.
"Hey, you in the sedan, your old flame died right in front of you, aren't you sad or upset?"
"Even if you treat them as a pet cat or dog at home, you would still feel uneasy, wouldn't you? How can you be so heartless?"
Amidst the gravestones, a coquettish voice finally came from the sedan embroidered with colorful lotus patterns.
"The Yin Corpse Sect is vast, how could he, an old man half-buried in the ground, manage it all? It's good he's dead. I've long wanted to find a young and vigorous talent to handle this massive sect."
"You're being unfaithful and abandoning him. In the Dayong Dynasty, such behavior would get you drowned in a pig cage!"