"I originally wanted to accompany you around the Ninth District. Looks like it has to be postponed for now."
The Celestial South Saint Master, who was arranged to stay in a small independent courtyard on the high school campus, keenly sensed the sadness of the city.
After sighing, he glanced at the god beside him and asked, "By the way."
"That young man, Su Qi, what kind of person is he, have you ever... noticed him?"
Su Qi's heart clenched, but he quickly adjusted his emotions facing the Celestial South Saint Master's question, and softly replied with two words: "Never."
Now.
He could almost imagine how sad his family and friends were.
He almost couldn't resist rushing out to reveal his identity, but because of the Celestial South Saint Master being beside him, he had to comfort himself.
All of this is fake; I'm still alive.
At the same time, he constantly prayed in his heart for this idle old man to quickly return to where he belonged!
