That night, Gu Shengyin and Gu Yansui talked a lot.
Gu Yansui knew his master was a very powerful Immortal Master, who lost his physical body due to an accident and was bound in the Purple Cloud Ring.
And Gu Shengyin further understood his little disciple.
He did not know who his parents were; since his memories began, he had been living with an old beggar.
That old beggar wasn't very kind to him, probably raising him just to alleviate loneliness.
Even so, the old beggar was the only family he had.
This only family member also passed away on a winter night last year.
Gu Shengyin thought, compared to his own disciple, the treatment Qiao Qiao suffered in the Qiao Family was really nothing.
After all, the Qiao Family, for the sake of appearances, would not deprive their family members of food and clothing.
Looking at Gu Yansui, dirty and grimy, Gu Shengyin sighed.
"Put your hand in your pocket."
Gu Yansui followed suit and felt something hard.
It was a black ring.
