Chapter 887 - 118: Journey to the Western Regions, Struggle for the World, Reunion with Big Brother (Requesting Monthly Votes)_2
From the guard’s mouth, it was known that Li Guanyi had already entered, so he smiled and said:
"Everyone, the Young Master has been waiting for a long time, let’s go in together."
All responded affirmatively.
Pang Shuiyun tidied his clothes and hairpin meticulously, and after receiving permission, pushed open the door to enter the room. The two wooden doors carved with pine patterns were opened, and the spring sunlight poured in through the gaps.
It seemed that few people had come here for some time.
Just that simple action stirred a faint breeze, causing the fine dust in the room to rise and fall, shimmering with a clear, golden glow in the sunlight. As Pang Shuiyun thought that this place needed more cleaning and looked up, he unconsciously froze.
The beam of light poured in through the crack in the door, falling on the person seated in the main position, whose sleeves bore the Qilin pattern, eyebrows now fully spread, spirited and energetic, familiar yet imbued with an indescribable calm, exuding heroic and divine majesty.
Pang Shuiyun, for some reason, stopped in his tracks, feeling a stabbing sensation in his heart.
In a daze, Pang Shuiyun seemed to once again see the spirited and peerless Taiping Duke of more than ten years ago. The old man momentarily lost himself, murmuring:
"My Lord..."
The footsteps sounded as the others like Wen Lingjun, Wen He, and Feng Xiao passed the halted elder and stood still, their footsteps ceaseless, people coming and going, while others seemed to gradually fade away, along with their colors and sound.
The affairs of the world were like tides, as if only Pang Shuiyun was left standing here, traversing time to gaze at the young man. When the old man dazedly lost his focus, he seemed to hear the person from that year looking up at him, smiling and saying, "Shuiyun, how have you become so old!?"