Nalan Ziyan was left a little startled as he looked after his departing Elder Brother. He took a deep breath and exhaled, then slowly lowered his eyes and suppressed the complex look in his eyes. After a long time, he stood up and said to his father: "Father, I am going back first. I am going to the back mountain to practice in seclusion, you don't have to look for me in the coming days."
Nalan Patriarch watched his two sons leave one after another and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Forget it, I don't care anymore. You can deal with your own matters. I can't get involved even if I wanted to." He flicked his sleeves and walked off.
In Feng Jiu's space, she sat quietly with her eyes closed, next to the spirit spring. The steps and method of the seventh grade antidote pill went through her mind over and over again. After a long time, her eyes opened and a light flashed across them.
