I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Cen Jun returned to the window: "Senior brother, Master, I'll come to the door to greet you!"

Fan Zhiyi looked at Bing Nandong, who turned her face away, seemingly not wanting to be seen by the people upstairs. Fan Zhiyi said considerately, "Wait for me downstairs?"

Bing Nandong turned to look at him: "Why don't you just take Cen Jun with you?"

Just then, Cen Jun arrived at the entrance of the teahouse and ran towards them: "Senior brother, Master, let's go up first."

It seemed that Cen Jun knew those two people, so Fan Zhiyi couldn't help but ask, "Who are they?"

Cen Jun's back stiffened, and he glanced at Bing Nandong guiltily. Bing Nandong turned his gaze to him, giving him a forced smile: "Master is asking you a question."

Cen Jun lowered his head and said, "Master, it's Young Master Jiu Wanli and Senior Brother He An."

Nine thousand miles? Is that the name of a sect? For Fan Zhiyi, this was a new term he had heard since entering this world. He didn't know it, but he didn't want anyone to explain it to him.

The next second, Cen Jun immediately explained to Bing Nandong, "Senior brother, I didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just that I ran into Young Master Zhuang and Senior Brother He by chance. They were also looking for you and brother, so I... This mission was difficult because the Lin family promised to grant a wish, so my chances of success were slim. That's why I arranged to meet Young Master Zhuang. I originally wanted to find Senior Sister Xu, but she had other missions and was also concerned about the conflict between Jiuwanli and Tianyun Sect, so..."

"You don't want me and Master to follow you because of this?" Bing Nandong's voice was devoid of warmth.

Cen Jun dared not hide anything and honestly confessed everything: "Well, we originally agreed to meet in the next town, but Young Master Zhuang said through telepathy that they were traveling fast and wanted to meet sooner, so we came here, and then we bumped into each other..."

Fan Zhiyi sensed that Bing Nandong's aura had become even lower. He understood what was going on: the two sects were at odds, which explained Bing Nandong's anger when they were caught. So he stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Cen Jun is just looking for his brother. What happened before is no longer important. What's important is what to do next." This relationship probably makes it impossible for them to travel together.

Bing Nandong said, "You told Zhuang Yujing about my appearance at Tianyun Sect, didn't you?"

Cen Jun stammered an "um," then immediately said, "Senior brother, don't be angry! I only said I found you, but I didn't say anything else, including that you and Master have been following me all this time."

Bing Nandong remained silent, so Cen Jun looked at Fan Zhiyi and said, "Master, Young Master Zhuang has a lot of spirit stones. I told him that we have no more spirit stones for lodging, and he said he would cover all the expenses for the rest of the trip."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would disregard my disciple's feelings for a few spirit stones?" Fan Zhiyi, unaware of Cen Jun's thoughts, already wanted him to coax Bing Nandong. However...

The next second, Fan Zhiyi looked at Bing Nandong with longing: "Nandong, if the five of us go together, we won't have to go hungry and cold later."

Bing Nandong stared at Fan Zhiyi until the smile on Fan Zhiyi's face froze. Then Bing Nandong smiled at him and said, "Master has already abstained from grains. Besides, the weather is so hot, how could he be cold?"

Fan Zhiyi: "..." He saw that Bing Nandong still had a gloomy face after he finished speaking, and seemed to really resist contact with the people from Jiuwanli. Finally, he sighed and made up his mind, "Then Cen Jun, you go with them. Your senior brother and I will go to the mission location and wait for you."

This was the only solution Fan Zhiyi could come up with that could satisfy both sides. At worst, he would just say it like that, but then he would drag Bing Nandong along to follow Cen Jun. This time, having learned his lesson from last time, he was unlikely to be discovered again.

Who knew that at this moment, because they hadn't come up yet, Young Master Zhuang was getting impatient, and then he ran into Bing Nandong. He was even more anxious, afraid that Bing Nandong would run away again if he wasn't careful, so he came downstairs himself. When he saw the three people standing outside, he was going to talk to Bing Nandong, but then he saw Fan Zhiyi and exclaimed in surprise, "You're not blind?" Then he looked at Bing Nandong and asked, "Are you really blind?"

Fan Zhiyi and Bing Nandong: "..."

He An, maintaining a composed smile, stepped forward and pulled his young master back. Looking at the cinnabar mark between Fan Zhiyi's brows and recalling Cen Jun's earlier address, he bowed and said, "Greetings, Immortal Venerable."

Fan Zhiyi asked, puzzled, "Have we met before?"

"The Immortal Venerable's reputation is known throughout the entire cultivation world."

The young master next to him sneered, "He's just a vain person, otherwise he wouldn't have been bribed by the Tianyun Sect."

Fan Zhiyi: "..."

He An smiled and whispered to Zhuang Yujing, "Young Master, I've said it many times, the atmosphere in the cultivation world is not good now. You can't just say whatever comes to mind when you're out there."

"I was only being so harsh on the Tianyun Sect." Zhuang Yujing glared at Bing Nandong, took a few steps forward, and pressed, "What's wrong with you? You disappeared for ten years without a trace. The Tianyun Sect said you and Fan Zhiyi were dead, but I didn't believe it. Now look at you, alive and well! What happened to your eyes? Why have you fallen to the point of performing on the streets? If you need spirit stones, just say so, and I won't refuse to give them to you. And why did you run away just now? You're blind now. What if something happens to you? I won't do anything to you; at most, I'll just laugh at you a bit. And where is Fan Zhiyi?"

He kept calling out "Fan Zhiyi" repeatedly, and Fan Zhiyi himself was terrified, feeling a strange sense of being called out to. And don't make the mockery sound so casual and natural! Someone like Bing Nandong, who is thin-skinned and has a strong sense of pride, can't stand this kind of thing.

Strangely, Bing Nandong remained silent in the face of Zhuang Yujing's rapid-fire speech.

Zhuang Yujing looked him up and down strangely: "I'm asking you a question. What, have you not only gone blind in ten years, but also become mute?"

Bing Nandong still ignored him. He seemed to finally realize that something was wrong with Bing Nandong. He pursed his lips, began to feel scared, softened his voice, and reached out to touch Bing Nandong's forehead: "Hey, are you stupid? What did Tianyun Sect do to you?"

Bing Nandong turned her head away and slapped his hand away: "You're too noisy."

Fan Zhiyi figured that Bing Nandong was probably upset again because he had heard Fan Zhiyi, so he smoothed things over by saying, "Let's get going and talk on the way." He was afraid that Bing Nandong wouldn't agree, so he grabbed Bing Nandong's wrist to prevent him from slipping away again.

He An echoed, "Let's go, let's get going and not waste any time."

The group of five set off together, but no one spoke at first. Zhuang Yujing glanced at Bing Nandong several times, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately held back.

Cen Jun would occasionally glance at Bing Nandong, then whisper to Fan Zhiyi, "Master, Master, is Senior Brother angry with me again? Will he never forgive me this time?"

"It's alright, your senior brother gets angry quickly but also calms down quickly."

Fan Zhiyi could only offer this consolation, and then he saw Zhuang Yujing go to Bing Nandong's side: "So Bing Nandong, what exactly happened in these ten years? You've shown up, but where is Fan Zhiyi?"