Xu Yilin didn’t bid farewell to Liu Wuxie. Instead, he stood on the roof of the Xu Clan’s residence, looking at Liu Wuxie’s departing figure. Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he muttered, “Child, you have grown up and can only depend on yourself in your future journey.”1

It was unusual for a person like Xu Yilin to show vulnerability. He maintained his composure even when Xu Lingxue departed. However, for some reason, he felt a sense of loss when Liu Wuxie left, as if something precious had been taken from him, leaving him in a melancholic state.1

As Liu Wuxie traversed two streets, a familiar voice echoed from behind him, “Young Master Liu, hold on!” Lei Tao ran over, gasping for his breath with a bottle in his hand. He handed it to Liu Wuxie and said, “I made it in time! The pavilion master told me to give this to you. He spent a few days refining ten Golden Spirit Pills and asked me to hand them to you in case you need them.”0

Although the ten Golden Spirit Pills were devoid of...0