On top of Lefeng Mountain, inside the bamboo hut, Leon Luo said goodbye to the two people in the hall and left. Zhen Shuangliu looked at his back, which still had the lively posture of a young man, and let out a long breath.
"Like possessed." This is how he commented on his disciples.
Gong Yizhu was sipping his tea. Hearing this, he burst out laughing, blowing a few small splashes of water in the cup: "How interesting! You are the one who said this?"
Zhen Shuangliu understood the implication of his words, looked back at him coldly, and waited for his next words.
"'What's so good about that snake? How could it make you so obsessed that you spend half a year with him in the most dangerous places, and the other half on the way to find him.' ------ I thought that only young me would say such words."
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