After repeatedly questioning Zhang Fusheng about 'Zhong Mountain' without any result, Huang Qiuxian hastily left.
"You can wear this jade talisman, which contains a portion of my Divine Realm. If you encounter an unstoppable attack, you can crush the jade pendant; it might save your life."
Zhang Fusheng accepted it, thanked earnestly, and watched as Huang Qiuxian's figure blurred and vanished.
Ten minutes later.
"Elder Huang has been quite kind to me." Feeling the jade talisman, Zhang Fusheng sighed softly: "I wonder what kind of grievances exist between him and my mentor?"
"Why would my mentor become enemies with someone like Senior Huang? Can they be persuaded to reconcile?"
He furrowed his brows slightly, pondering over and over, finally shook his head and sighed again:
"I think my mentor must have made a mistake..."
As he spoke, he paused for a moment.
Zhang Fusheng rolled his eyes:
"That old fox finally left."
