Looking at Yun Jian’s questioning gaze, Lan Su was quiet for a moment before she nodded. “Yun Jian, I’ve stayed on earth for so long. It’s time I head back.”
She paused before she finished her sentence. “Because... Wu Clan in Yulong Mainland needs me!”
The reason was simple—she was needed in Wu Clan in Yulong Mainland!
For hundreds of thousands of years, Lan Su had shouldered the duties of Wu Clan solely for this reason. It was because of what Wizard Lord Wu said—”I shall return a thousand years later!”
It had been exactly a millennium now and Lan Su had found the clan’s Wizard Lord Wu but unfortunately, Yun Jian did not remember anything from the past. She did not remember the past nor Yulong Mainland.
That did not mean Lan Su had forgotten. She was born in Wu Clan; even if she had to die, she would die in Wu Clan! As for Wizard Lord Wu, Lan Su hoped that Yun Jian could go back with her. What had been passed down from the old times was not unfounded.
“Wizard Lord Wu lives, Wu Clan prospers. Wizard Lord Wu dies, Wu Clan falls!”
The return of Wizard Lord Wu would lift up Wu Clan that had stayed dormant for hundreds and thousands of years! The clan would finally reclaim its throne as the top clan in Yulong Mainland!
This was what Lan Su, as well as every clan member of Wu Clan, had been anticipating and it was the source of their motivation.
But Yun Jian was reluctant.
It was Wizard Lord Wu’s personal choice. Lan Su was eager for Yun Jian to follow her back to Yulong Mainland but she was not going to force the latter since she was reluctant.
“Will you be back then?” Yun Jian felt someone eavesdropping on her conversation with Lan Su from a hidden corner and raised a brow before asking Lan Su.
Lan Su was silent for a moment. Her tall height made her look lonesome. She did not answer Yun Jian’s question but asked her again seriously, “Wizard Lord Wu, are you really not going back?”
This time, Lan Su did not call her “Yun Jian”. She was not joking either as she looked dead serious.
With her eyes meeting Lan Su’s, Yun Jian nodded once more. “Mn.”
She added after pausing. “I have my family here.”
It did not seem to distinguish Lan Su’s hope as she tugged her lips into a smile. “If Wu Clan is going to fall soon? You still won’t go back?”
Yun Jian fell silent this time. In her subconscious, everything about Yulong Mainland or Wu Clan was foreign to her. It was not that she would not go back but more like she would not go.
“I understand.” The smile Lan Su wore was wry and brimmed with too much anguish. There was a two-second silence before she said in a softer tone, “I’ll bring the sandalwood box back to Yulong Mainland with me.”
She stared at the ground and looked back up at Yun Jian to continue telling her in a tone that sounded faint and lonesome. “I probably won’t be back anymore.”
Toward the end, she spoke so softly that she was the only one who could hear herself.
Yun Jian’s gaze went up, catching sight of someone who had been holding back at a corner for a long time dashing toward them.
“What did you say? Idiot, how dare you leave and not come back again? What are you saying? Try repeating it in my face!”
Just as Lan Su finished speaking and dipped her head at Yun Jian, a tall figure rushed out from a hidden spot. There was a domineering sense in the figure’s brusque manner and the shout was laced with a furious impulse.
Lan Su’s eye twitched. Once she looked up, she was met with Yun Jian’s innocent but anticipating expression. When she turned around, Ya Dang’s enraged, handsome face that looked like he was going to rip her alive greeted her.
“You—” was all Lan Su could get out of her before Ya Dang caught her dainty wrist and dragged her away to a far corner.