Yang Zhenyun smiled and spoke, though his words were tinged with a touch of sentiment.
A hundred years ago, Lu Sheng was just a little boy who had just joined the Life Factions and needed guidance in the path of martial arts. Now, in a single leap, he was about to become a founder of a faction.
Somehow, this made Yang Zhenyun's emotions grow a bit complicated.
Next to him, Liu Qian, probably because Liu Yao wasn't present, had returned to her mischievous self, calling him "mentor" at every turn, making Lu Sheng a bit overwhelmed.
Fortunately, the personnel who were about to head to the Martial Immortal Villa for the first batch of basic construction had already gathered, allowing Lu Sheng to escape from Liu Qian's clutches.
Watching Lu Sheng hastily flee, Liu Qian covered her mouth and laughed, "Our mentor really has thin skin!"
Yang Zhenyun smiled slightly, said nothing, and quickly followed him.
