90,000 Years of Longevity

Zhao Family, outer courtyard.

Under the ice and snow, the flowing clear spring was all frozen.

Even a single cherry blossom in full bloom could not be seen.

Even the ground was extremely clean as if it had been cut off for a long time.

"Master, we just leave like this today?" When he was about to walk to the gate of Three-Legged Dragon Manor, Wang An, who was behind Ye Bei, spoke slowly, frowning slightly, it was a little unpredictable.

"Zhao Bingsheng betrayed master, so I definitely can't let it go!" Jin Rufan's mouth moved.

Liu Zhiyun was full of respect, "Although the Zhao Family's direct descendants have been killed and even the corpses have been completely cleaned up, Zhao Bingsheng is the real mastermind!"

Ye Bei ignored these three people.

Still walking on his own...

His white gown fluttering, with his hands on his back, walking in the snow, walking ahead and letting the snow fall on his black hair and on his shoulders.

His body automatically exuded a breath out of mortal.

When both feet stepped into the outer courtyard.

Ye Bei stopped…

All the luxury cars parked outside the manor had disappeared. There was no trace that could tell that a lot of people had just gathered here.

However, for the "Three-Legged Dragon" plaque that fell to the ground and broke in half, although covered by heavy snow, it still revealed a golden corner.

Ye Bei's left index finger, which was behind his back, moved slightly.

Rustle…

The 'Three-Legged Dragon' buried in the snow seemed to be eroded by endless years in an instant, with a little bit of decay, and finally turned into dust which was completely covered by heavy snow.

Wang An, Liu Zhiyun, and Jin Rufan also noticed this detail.

Their pupils shrank and opened their mouths slightly, wanting to speak.

"Bang…"

But at this moment, a clear gunshot sound came from the direction of the inner courtyard in this silent atmosphere.

After hearing the sound, Wang An shrank his neck.

Both Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan were startled, their eyes widened slightly.

They choked back to what they wanted to say, but they began to think of a lot of things...

It turned out that… master knew that Zhao Bingsheng would commit suicide since a long time ago!

During the time when Zhao Bingsheng was left alone in the inner courtyard, the kind of torture of condemnation might be more painful than death. Of course, after all, it was the kindness of the master and servant. Such death would be considered more decent.

Old Zhao, in this life, he was not wronged, he should be contented with being so highly regarded by master.

In the hearts of the three, they all had different ideas.

Seeing Ye Bei stepping forward, ready to continue walking...

Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun both came back to their senses together. They boldly took a step forward, bent over, bowed their heads, their voices respectful, and with endless sincerity, "Master... the Zhao Family has paid for it! You just came out of the mountain. How about going to the old slave's house? We also have a manor in this Q City. If the master wants to stay in this world for a long time, you can live there."

Hearing this voice, Ye Bei paused.

With his hands on his back, he looked at the two indifferently, then he said casually, the voice was full of leisure, "Forget about living there! Bingsheng has made his own choice! But... what about all of you?"

Choice?

In the ears of Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan, this word was very meaningful.

Could it be that master already knew the agreement between both of them and Zhao Bingsheng yesterday?

Could it be that master meant to let both of them make a choice now?

Both Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan couldn't stop their legs from shaking...

There was an unprecedented fear in their hearts, their complexions became paler.

Just when the two of them couldn't help but wanted to kneel down directly, Wang An on the side spoke, "Master! They are loyal to you... and maybe they have done something wrong. But their loyalties have never changed."

Listening to Wang An's words, Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The scene fell silent again.

"All right." After a long time, Ye Bei spoke again. Ye Bei's gaze swept over the three of them, and finally fell on Wang An, then he muttered, "I want to travel among the mountains and rivers for a few days first after coming back this time. You take care of your own affairs and don't need to follow me."

After saying this, regardless of Wang An's violently trembling body, he turned his eyes to the other two again.

Old!

Their times were reduced gradually.

In a few years, it will be their turns to enter the soil...

These people still didn't affect Ye Bei's mood at all, but when he looked at these two people, Ye Bei still opened his mouth slightly, his face was indifferent, and his voice faintly said, "Zhiyun and Rufan, you guys take care of yourselves..."

Ye Bei carried his hands on his back, stepped in the snow, and walked towards the distance of the street.

"Master..." Wang An raised his foot, he wanted to follow, and yelled softly.

"Master!"

Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan were trembling and their voices were hoarse. They had a lot to say, but there seemed to be a natural barrier in their hearts. Those next words, no matter how hard they wanted to voice them out, they couldn't say anything, they could only watch silently without saying a word.

"If necessary, I will find you. You can retreat." Ye Bei didn't stop and said softly.

After Wang An heard this, he stopped... he didn't dare to keep up.

The master also had the master's things to do. The decision made by the master would never change. However, looking at Ye Bei's fading back, Wang An always felt that something was missing in his heart.

Wang An was a little scared...

He was afraid that his master would be like 80 years ago, once he left, he would return a hundred years later.

He was afraid that when he entered the loess soil, he would never see his master again.

"Master! You must remember this old slave! This old slave will do his best to look after all of your businesses for you!" Looking at the back of Ye Bei's white gown, Wang An couldn't help it anymore, his legs slowly knelt on the snow, two lines of turbid liquid overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun also knelt slowly, their foreheads touching the snowy surface. They didn't care even if the cold snow made their skin so cold to the extreme.

In the snow, they knelt for a long time.

It was not until an hour later that the subordinates found out that the three of them had been frozen and passed out.

Those little brothers who rushed to see the appearances of the three were shocked and terrified. They hurriedly kept warm for the three and mobilized the helicopter to take them away at the fastest speed.

When the helicopter took off.

No one knew that in the Three-Legged Dragon Manor that had been completely wiped out, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom again, exuding a delicate fragrance.

The clear spring also resumed its flow.

Throughout Q City, those branches covered by heavy snow all grew new and tender green branches.

Warm spring was always here!

...

Three days later.

Fenghuang Town, on the ancient street.

A young man in a long gown, holding a scroll of painting, passed by quietly.

This strange dress attracted the attention of countless tourists.

But the boy looked indifferent as if everything around him could not enter his eyes, as if he was a transcendence being, traveling through the mortal world.