The Pavilion Elder's pupils trembled slightly, momentarily lost in thought.
People came and went all around, yet Mo Hua continued to eat his noodles slowly and methodically.
And amid the esteemed Taoist Court Seven Pavilions, where the Heaven Shu Pavilion stood with high power and mysterious prestige, the Pavilion Elder sat from afar watching, inexplicably, as Mo Hua finished a whole bowl of noodles.
It wasn't until Mo Hua finished his noodles and drank up the soup that the Pavilion Elder finally came to his senses, softly sighing as he thought to himself:
"It's time to leave."
His purpose was fulfilled.
He had come to Cloud Crossing City, having calculated Mo Hua's movements, driven by curiosity, wanting to take this single glance at Mo Hua before he departed.
Now that he had seen him, naturally it was time to leave.
The Pavilion Elder packed up the chessboard, but as he was halfway through, he suddenly paused, looked up, and just happened to meet Mo Hua's gaze.
