"What's the point of you lingering in the Wo Long Martial Sect? It's not like we can't survive without you."
"Get lost. I won't help you."
"Not just me — no one in the entire Wo Long Martial Sect will help you."
The Sect Master of the Wo Long Martial Sect finished speaking, swept his sleeves, rose into the air, and departed.
"Chu Feng, get up."
Seeing this, Duan Liufeng hurried forward and helped Chu Feng to his feet.
His eyes were filled with heartache, because in his view, Chu Feng had been entirely in the right — not a single thing wrong about it.
And he knew just how much pressure Chu Feng was carrying in his heart.
"Don't worry. I'll go talk to the Sect Master again."
With those words, Duan Liufeng rose into the air to chase after the Sect Master, but before he left, he turned back to look at Chu Feng one more time.
"Wait for me here. Don't you dare leave before I get back."
Only after saying that did Duan Liufeng depart.
He gave that instruction because he was afraid Chu Feng would go back on his own — that would be nothing short of a death sentence.
After Duan Liufeng left, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot, motionless.
He was dejected, utterly powerless, and burning with hatred.
Not hatred toward the Sect Master of the Wo Long Martial Sect — hatred toward his own inadequacy.
If only he were strong enough, he wouldn't have been unable to save his Master, wouldn't have been unable to save his friends.
"Daddy."
Suddenly, a sweet, childish voice rang through the empty hall.
Chu Feng turned toward the source, and the dejected look on his face gave way to a rare, faint smile.
There was Yaoyao, somehow having made her way into the hall, peeking out from behind a pillar with her small face turned toward Chu Feng.
But upon seeing Chu Feng, Yaoyao didn't show her usual joy. Instead, there was a hint of heartache in her big eyes.
She… was actually feeling sorry for Chu Feng.
"Yaoyao, how did you get in here?"
"I didn't even notice you before."
Chu Feng asked.
"The Sect Master granny gave Yaoyao a treasure that hides my aura, so Daddy couldn't sense me."
As Yaoyao spoke, she shook her wrist, and only then did Chu Feng notice a silver bracelet on it.
It was a formation treasure — presumably the very item that had concealed Yaoyao's presence.
"Come here. Come to Daddy."
Chu Feng opened his arms toward Yaoyao.
And Yaoyao finally broke into her sweet smile, bouncing over to Chu Feng before leaping straight into his arms.
"Yaoyao, how are you doing? Are you getting used to being here?"
Chu Feng asked gently.
"Not really."
Yaoyao shook her head.
"Not really?"
"Are the people here not as nice to you as Sister Lele and the others?" Chu Feng asked.
But Yaoyao shook her head again.
"Actually, I wasn't used to it at Sister Lele's or the granny's place either, because I want to stay with Daddy all the time."
Yaoyao said.
"Silly girl, I have things I need to do. Just stay here and behave, and I'll come see you often."
Chu Feng said.
"Okay, hehe."
Despite just saying she wasn't used to it, the moment Chu Feng promised to visit often, her previously aggrieved little face lit up with a brilliant smile.
Perhaps that was just how children were — their emotions could shift in an instant.
But soon enough, Yaoyao blinked her big eyes and looked at Chu Feng again.