Xia Ruins, Celestial King Hall.
Upon seeing Hui Zhi again, Zhang Yuan was taken aback.
In just a few months, this Chief Mage seemed to have aged decades, sitting cross-legged on a support, looking like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to go out anytime.
In Zhang Yuan's perception, the other party had reached the brink of exhaustion!
Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Palace Master, what happened?"
"Nothing."
Facing Zhang Yuan's inquiry, Hui Zhi smiled placidly and replied, "I, a poor Daoist, am just getting old."
Zhang Yuan fell silent.
Since the other party didn't want to say, he couldn't very well push for details.
But certainly, during his absence, many things must have happened in Xia Ruins!
"You don't need to concern yourself with those matters."
As if Hui Zhi had seen through Zhang Yuan's thoughts, he waved his hand and said, "Just focus on your own tasks."
Zhang Yuan nodded, "I understand, Palace Master, the matter has been resolved."
