Xiaoyao Peak.
During this period, Cen Yunzi always had a trace of gloom on his face, as if he was worried about something.
In his free time, Cen Yunzi liked to sit between the cliffs and drink a few sips of tea.
But recently, Cen Yunzi kept pacing back and forth on the edge of the cliff.
Walking back and forth, occasionally pausing to think for a moment.
It seemed that he couldn't figure out something, and then he started the repetitive walking again...
In the distance, Liu Xilan carried some desserts, approaching on a flying sword.
Seeing his disciple arriving, Cen Yunzi's brows slightly relaxed.
But shortly after, he couldn't help but furrow his brow again.
"Master, ever since you returned from outside a few days ago, you've been like this.
What exactly happened to make you so worried..."
As Cen Yunzi's disciple, Liu Xilan naturally knew that her master's heart was troubled.
It's just that her master was unwilling to tell her.
