Supreme Sword Sovereign

Gu Han swallowed hard.

He was starting to lose his composure.

No wonder!

Although Zuo Yang and Yu Miao seemed ordinary on the surface, they always gave him an unfathomable feeling, as if he couldn't see through them at all. Even their cultivation methods were vastly different from those of ordinary cultivators!

So that's it.

They were actually the Holy Son and Holy Daughter!

That explains everything!

"Why!"

Murong Yuan almost lost his composure.

"Isn't being the Holy Son... a good thing?"

No one understood better than him what being the Holy Son and Holy Daughter meant. They were the foundation of a Holy Land, individuals who might one day contend for the position of Holy Master, admired and envied by countless cultivators!

And yet...

They just gave it up?

"You don't understand."

Zuo Yang shook his head.

"The world is vast, but the chef is the greatest! That's my ideal!"

"......"

Murong Yuan was speechless.

I'm talking about the future, and you're talking about ideals.

This...

There's just no way to communicate!

"Senior Brother."

Gu Han blinked.

"So... how did you manage to leave? Didn't they always try to bring you back?"

"Thanks to Senior Sister."

Zuo Yang looked nostalgic.

"She tasted my roasted meat, listened to my ideals, and decided to keep me by her side. I don't know what method she used, but the Holy Master didn't stop her. However, when I left... his face was quite dark."

"......"

Everyone was speechless.