Who was dead and who was still alive? Hearing the middle-aged scholar's words, the tourist-like man fell silent for a while. He gazed at the distant mountains to calm his heart, gazed at the sea of clouds to feel the vicissitudes of life, and indifferently said, "Neither Sir nor His Majesty are people like him, so logically speaking, you should not have appeared here."
The middle-aged scholar did not directly answer his question, saying, "Seeing you appear, We are finally convinced that this is not a trap."
The man asked, "What do you mean?"
The middle-aged scholar replied, "If this was a trap set by you, We really might have run into some trouble today, at least much more trouble than we have now."
The man replied, "Not necessarily. Since he has always been at His Majesty's side, how could he not see through my trap?"
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and said, "He did not agree with Our decision, so this time, We came alone."
The man was somewhat surprised. "His Majesty has always obeyed his words, so why didn't He this time?"
The middle-aged scholar turned to look at the mountains across the precipice. After a moment of silence, he said, "We do not have much time."
The man replied, "Your Majesty truly does not have much time."
The time that the middle-aged scholar spoke of was clearly a concept on a larger scale. The time that the man spoke of referred to the fact that the Heavenstone array of Mount Han had already been activated. If the middle-aged scholar was not in a hurry to leave, he really might be surrounded by the supreme experts of the human world.
"You want to keep Us here for a while longer?" The middle-aged scholar did not turn his head. His voice seemed somewhat indifferent, still confident and tyrannical.
The man indicated that his elderly companion should stand behind him. Gazing at the middle-aged scholar's back, he said, "In these past few years, I have not concerned myself with the affairs of the world. Neither you nor little Tianhai are bothered to send people to hunt me down. I very much like this kind of life and have never thought of changing it."
The middle-aged scholar turned around and said to him, "You and him are both people that emperors and kings want to get rid of the most. You are able to live until today because you are smart enough. Of course, you are also strong enough. Whether it is Us or Tianhai, if we want to kill you, we will inevitably encounter some trouble."
The man replied, "Yes, in a little while, Tianhai and Yin will catch up and you will be in trouble."
The middle-aged scholar indifferently said, "They won't be able to catch up. At most, some trash like Zhu Luo will come."
The man suddenly looked at Chen Chang Sheng and asked, "Why does His Majesty want to kill this youngster?"
The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said, "Do we still need to explain our actions to you? I'm not your Emperor Chen. "
The man smiled and said, "In the past, I was used to asking His Majesty for a reason. Today, I am used to asking His Majesty for a reason. Please don't take offense."
In this sentence and this conversation, the word "His Majesty" appeared many times, but it did not refer to just one Majesty.
The middle-aged scholar mocked, "No wonder your family's Emperor Chen has never liked you."
The man said, "It's all in the past. Why mention it again? Your Majesty, you really don't have much time left."
The middle-aged scholar calmly looked at him and asked, "You want to protect this youth's life?"
The man said, "That's right."
With an indifferent expression, the middle-aged scholar asked, "What do you want to exchange for it?"
"Of course … Your Majesty's time." The man said, "Time is life."
The middle-aged scholar said, "A thousand years ago, you painstakingly led your cavalry across ten thousand li of snowy plains just to kill me … today's opportunity is much better than that time. I don't understand why you would give it up, just for this unremarkable little fellow?"
"If he really is an unremarkable little fellow, why does His Majesty need to specially come here to kill him? Although I don't know the reason, I can at least confirm that he is very important to humanity. "
The man said, "Your Majesty's life is obviously more important than his, but the problem is, I am not that fortune teller at the summit. I don't think that using this youngster's life to exchange for Your Majesty's life is a correct choice. In reality, something like life can never be valued."
The middle-aged scholar said, "Although this statement is absurd, it is also reasonable."
How could absurd be reasonable? Normal people could not understand, such as Chen Changsheng and the old man timidly hiding behind the man, but the two people speaking to each other understood.
They were both outstanding figures throughout the ages, so their conduct was naturally different from the masses. The middle-aged scholar actually turned and left without the slightest hesitation, completely uncaring that leaving Xuelao City to come to Mount Han was such an important, such a risky move. To return without obtaining any benefits was such a difficult matter to accept.
Because no matter how difficult it was to accept, one still had to accept the karma that had already occurred.
The middle-aged scholar knew that the man was correct. In this life, the man had never said or done anything wrong.
So he chose to leave.
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… …
Watching the middle-aged scholar's figure disappear into the night fog, listening to the thunderous rumbles getting further and further away, only after a very long time had passed did the tourist-like man confirm that the middle-aged scholar had gone far away and would not return. Then he gave a light sigh, seeming very sorrowful.
"Can he break the Heavenstone array of Mount Han?"
The old man hiding behind him this entire time finally dared to stand up. With some lingering fear, he asked, "If he can't break it, will he come back?"
The man smiled. "Heavenly Secrets has always thought highly of itself, so it's hard not to overestimate itself."
The old man understood what he meant. He was saying that as long as he was not disturbed, the middle-aged scholar should be able to break the array in a very short time. He couldn't help but be somewhat confused, asking, "If that's the case … if Milord had acted just now, it really would have been the best chance to kill him."
"One thousand years ago, whether it was the experts of the human race or the demi-human race, what they wanted to do the most was to kill him, but … the situation now is different."
"How is it different?"
"He lost to Big Brother in one move, so he's no longer invincible, and he's already old."
"But … I still feel it's a great pity."
"In addition, if we were to fight, what would happen to this little fellow?" the man pointed at Chen Changsheng.
The old man turned to Chen Changsheng and said in disdain, "It's all because of this little fellow that Milord's hands and feet are tied."
Previously, when facing the middle-aged scholar, the old man had been particularly humble and respectful to the man beside him, but his words and expression towards Chen Changsheng were extremely rude.
After the Grand Examination, the position of successor to the Pope had been faintly established, so no one in the world would treat Chen Changsheng with such impoliteness. Even his opponents would maintain the appropriate etiquette. It could only be said that this old man had seen far too many powerful figures in the capital, so how could he be so reserved just because of Chen Changsheng's identity?
Chen Changsheng did not respond, because he was currently too shocked, unable to make any sort of response. In reality, when this tourist-like man began to speak with the middle-aged scholar, he could no longer say anything. A few words were enough to make the middle-aged scholar retreat. How could there be such a person in the current world?
He knew who the middle-aged scholar was, and when he heard that conversation, he had already faintly guessed at the true identity of this tourist-like man.
He was too shocked, even daring to believe it.
Previously, this tourist-like man had said to the middle-aged scholar, "Don't mention those old and rotten matters of the past … no, those matters are all major events that will be recorded in the annals of history!" They were all powerful figures that would inevitably be recorded in the annals of history, and they would assuredly have the greatest space and the most important position!
"Little friend, why does he want to kill you?"
Just at this moment, a gentle voice arose from the cliff, rousing Chen Changsheng from his shock.
He looked at the man walking in front of him, his mouth gaping, unable to speak for a long time.
The man had a delicate and handsome appearance, his two eyebrows slightly stained with wind and frost. As he spoke, his lips exuded a faintly discernible scholarly aura, giving off an indescribably profound feeling.
Chen Changsheng stared at this face, unable to think about how to respond. He could only stare in shock, even the hand gripping the hilt of his sword was slightly trembling.
Anyone who saw a legend that everyone thought to be dead suddenly appear in front of them would probably have the same reaction. And this wasn't even mentioning the fact that this legend had always been the person he admired the most.
His voice trembled as he said, "Sir is …"
The man smiled and shook his head, indicating that he did not need to ask.
"You can't say it, or else we'll suffer the wrath of the heavens." The old man stopped him from the side, his expression very serious, not like he was joking.
Chen Changsheng did not understand, but extremely obediently shut his mouth, afraid that if he really did speak carelessly, he would reveal some secret of the heavens and bring trouble to the man. Then, he lifted the front of his robe and unhesitatingly bowed to the man, preparing to pay his respects.
The man did not have him kneel. He supported his arms and looked at him with a silent smile.
His gaze moved down to a certain spot on Chen Changsheng's body, slightly raising his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something very interesting.
Finally, he shook his head, gave a light sigh, and turned to walk out of the precipice.
The old man followed behind him.
Chen Changsheng hurriedly followed, but to his surprise, the man and the old man walked directly into the abyss beyond the precipice.
At this moment, the darkness that enveloped Mount Han was gradually receding, as if welcoming a second dawn.
A white cloud appeared out of nowhere, rising from the bottom of the stream.
The man and the old man walked out of the precipice and landed on the cloud.
The white cloud leisurely floated into the distance.
This was what it meant to travel the world.
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… …
The mountain wind was slightly chilly and the day reappeared. Presumably, the middle-aged scholar had already broken through the Heavenstone array of Mount Han and returned to the north.
Chen Changsheng did not feel the joy of surviving a calamity, nor did he even think about this matter. He only stood at the edge of the precipice, staring in a daze at the direction in which the white cloud had disappeared.
Previously, when he awoke from his stupor, he originally had many things he wanted to say to the tourist-like man, but alas, he did not have the time. He wanted to tell the other that he had been to the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, that he had seen Sir's portrait there, that he had even read Sir's notebook, and that he had even taken the black stone that Sir had left behind …
Thinking of this, he took out the string of stone pearls and gazed at the black stone, not speaking for a long time. After some time had passed, he bowed deeply to the ground in the direction in which the white cloud had disappeared, then turned and walked in the opposite direction of the sea of clouds. However, before he had even taken two steps, he collapsed to the ground.
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