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After a while, the disheveled old man didn't stand up, and the young boy didn't leave either.
Cui Chan found this quite boring and meaningless.
...Even though the person downstairs was the teacher of his other half.
However, Cui Chan genuinely couldn't bring himself to feel interested in these matters. Moreover, he had to keep in mind the fact that the powerful swordsman could still return to the world one day. Otherwise, since his soul had already been split into two, he wouldn't mind giving eternal rest to the young boy from Clay Vase Alley who was already of no benefit to him.
Not only was Chen Ping'an an eyesore, but it was also possible that he would bring about many unexpected situations. Cui Chan was accustomed to having full control of the situation, so he naturally disliked this feeling very much. Whether the young Cui Chan's Great Dao would be detrimentally affected and fail to return to his peak had nothing to do with him.
They were ultimately two different people.
Sitting in the bamboo chair, the old man chuckled coldly and asked, "What's wrong? You're unhappy about me wantonly killing innocent people, so you want to seek justice for that person who died with regret?"
Chen Ping'an walked over to the corpse and squatted down. The young martial artist was already dead as a doornail.
"I don't know why you came here, and I don't know why he killed you either. So, all I can do for you is give you a burial. If I find out about your hometown in the...
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