The continuous curtain of rain outside the pavilion seemed like an invisible barrier, isolating the two people inside from the real world.
Fang Cheng simply stood there silently, his figure as upright as a pine tree.
His aura was extremely calm, as if he had merged with the pavilion, the mountain, and the rain, so deep that one couldn't see through it.
Shi Chengyi did not urge him, merely watched him quietly, his gaze filled with the patience and expectation of an elder.
He was waiting for an answer, one that could influence the future of Xia Country and Martial Arts.
Eventually, Fang Cheng slowly shook his head, apologetically saying:
"Thank you, Elder Shi, for your kindness, but I'm used to being free and easy, and I can't handle the rules and restrictions of the team."
"Right now, I just want a stable life, to spend more time with my family, and be an ordinary office worker."
