Dao Tong's words are truly unexpected, waiting for a millennium, it's unbelievable.
To wait for a millennium is not just a thousand years, this waiting period is not short, for ordinary people, it's an astronomical number, an exceedingly large astronomical number.
A thousand years is incredibly daunting.
"My master said, if you don't come again, my master would have gone out to find you." Dao Tong said with good manners.
Starry Elder chuckled and said, "Is this something you made up, or is it your master's true intention, that old fellow?"
"Senior, this is the truth, truly." Dao Tong smirked and said, "How could I deceive you?"
Starry Elder smiled slightly, waved his left hand, and a fan appeared, looking very ordinary.
"A gift for you." Starry Elder generously said.
Dao Tong saw it, widened his eyes, and quickly took it.
"Senior, such a precious treasure, you're just giving it to me like that?" Dao Tong was overjoyed, and even his eyes showed excitement.
