When Zhang Chulan returned home, he found the letter left by Feng Baobao, and tears streamed down his face.
"Great, Bao'er Sis, while Mr. Fengyun took me to do experiments, you went to Saint City with some strangers, and you even told me not to worry... I wanted to go too, couldn't you wait for me?"
But even with all his frustrations, Zhang Chulan could only keep the bitterness in his heart, returning to his room, sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes to picture the Golden Light Talisman, strengthening his willpower, preventing external evils from invading.
His cultivation was just beginning...
...
As a plum deer, Mei Jun did not take the usual path; instead, he leaped through the forest under the bright moonlight, lively and playful.
"Hey Mei Jun bro, why do you always take the mountain paths?" Su Yonglin pointed to the highway below, "That way is wide and flat, why not take it?"
