Immortal Travel of Longevity

Ruyi watched his down-and-out figure walk away.

For some reason, as she watched him go, she felt as though she were looking at a future peerless swordsman.

Perhaps it was just an illusion, or perhaps a touch of pity.

Ruyi asked Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen, what will become of him?"

Chen Changsheng watched the swordsman's retreating figure, then glanced at Ruyi. "There are times when even This Chen cannot see things clearly," he said.

"You can't see clearly?"

"Perhaps."

Listening to Uncle Chen's answer, Ruyi replied after a long moment.