Chen Zhixing glanced at him upon hearing his words, "Truly have no desires?"
Ci Hong clasped his hands together, "If I say I have desires, it would be to serve at the side of the Venerable, as a junior traveler."
"Is that so."
Chen Zhixing nodded, neither accepting nor rejecting.
He simply turned his head back to continue watching the bustling scene outside the window, savoring it with relish.
He had no particular thoughts.
No need.
Since Ci Hong claimed he had no desires, Chen Zhixing took him at his word.
The insignificant Ci Hong, at the Nirvana Realm, was not worth Chen Zhixing's mental energy, let alone disrupting his peace of mind.
As for the kind of words like 'having no desires, just seeking to serve,' he would take it as true.
True, so be it.
False, so be it.
It's just another scene in life's journey, to be observed in stride.
...
The past two years in Jiangzhou City have been quite lively.
