Jun Ning arrived at the mountain cave and saw the old man with white hair sitting on a meditation mat, surrounded by various martial arts manuals. He remained in the same posture, focusing on the sword he had just received, without moving an inch.
Jun Ning stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Ah Ning greets Master."
The old man finally had a slight reaction. He looked up at Jun Ning, and in his eyes, Jun Ning saw regret, sorrow, sadness, and pain... a multitude of complex emotions.
Perhaps some things are not deeply hidden secrets, unspoken to avoid discussion.
But rather, every time they are mentioned, it's like the heart is being slowly tortured, the pain is relentless. Thus, one deliberately avoids those unpleasant matters.
Master must also have unspeakable pain in his heart over Uncle Qi's death!
"Ah Ning, come and sit." The old man patted the meditation mat beside him.
Jun Ning went over and sat down.
