Ye Qing looked at Ye Guan and smiled. “Brother Ye Guan, I have to head elsewhere. I’m afraid I will have to say goodbye to you here.”

Ye Guan nodded and asked, “Are you short of money?”

Ye Qing shook his head, “Nope! I have enough.”

Ye Guan smiled. “Great.”

Ye Qing asked, “Brother Ye Guan, there are only eight months before the Destiny Contest. You’re still going to join, right?”

Ye Guan nodded. “Yup!”

“I will be there, too.”

Ye Guan smiled. “All right, I’ll see you there!”

Ye Qing responded, “I’m looking forward to seeing you there as well.”

The Tower Keeper appeared in front of them. 

“Do you really think that the Hantian Clan will let you two go?”

The two went silent. 

“Are you familiar with the Hantian Clan?” asked the Tower Keeper.

Ye Qing was about to speak, but Ye Guan smiled and said, “It’s just the Hantian Clan, right?”

The Tower Keeper was stunned. 

Ye Guan smiled. “Senior, a mere Hantian Clan is not something to worry about.”

He then pulled Ye Qing and left. The Tower Keeper stared at Ye Guan’s departing figure. His right hand slowly clenched into a fist, and he seemed to be worried about something. Eventually, he relaxed and left. 

…

Ye Qing left the Profound World. 

Ye Qing stared at the teleportation array behind him. 

A voice echoed in his head. “Your brother...