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Unexpectedly, Bazhun’an looked over.

Everything in Situ Yongren’s subjective memory was shattered.

It was just a sword cultivator who looked no different from a mortal. His eyes were turbid and yellow, and his body was deformed.

Not only were there no pressure in his eyes, but there was also a trace of confusion.

Bazhun’an paused for a long time, as if he had finished recalling his past. Then, after a slight hesitation, he asked.

“Who are you?”

Situ Yongren’s body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

As expected!

You really don’t know who I am!

Ah… but it’s normal. It’s my first time to see him, and I’m not as dazzling as Xu Xiaoshou. How could Bazhun’an notice me? Situ Yongren’s thoughts were like a tide.

“He is Hallmaster Dao’s disciple, Situ Yongren. He is a young talent.” Mei Siren explained.

“Oh, a young talent…”

Bazhun’an nodded and quickly turned around and waved his hand as they left. “If you want me to remember you, you still need to put in 70% more effort. Work hard, young man. I will try my best to remember your name.”

He… he left?

Situ Yongren was dumbstruck as he watched the tall figure walk away in a steadfast manner.

How could he leave just like that!

Mei Siren already told him that I was Dao Qiongcang’s disciple!

Didn’t the three words ‘Hallmaster Dao’ mean anything to him?

Moreover, this tone…

Whether it was Bazhun’an’s words, expression, or tone, they were just that of an elder who stood in the highest position and encouraged a junior.

But it shouldn’t have developed in this way!

Situ Yongren was enraged when he thought about this.

Wasn’t this a deeper level of disregard? It was a disregard that was even more devastating than being mocked, cursed or killed!

Situ Yongren took half a step forward and shouted angrily, “Senior, why didn’t you kill me?”

Bazhun’an stopped in his tracks and turned around. He did not answer and looked at Mei Siren. “What’s going on with him…”

Mei Siren was of course aware of what was going on.

But people like Bazhun’an would never understand how hurtful his disregard was, so there was no need to say anything more.

Mei Siren shook the fan with an indifferent expression. He didn’t even know when he had changed it.

No easy way to say this.

“You deserve to die?” Bazhun’an finally looked at that person.

“Don’t I deserve to die?” Situ Yongren’s lips trembled.

“You didn’t attack me nor did you speak rudely to me. Why should I kill you?”

” But we stand on different sides…”

“Just because we stand on different sides?”

“Uh, but Elder Yan, Sword Saint Rao, and Senior Number Two had all attacked Xu Xiaoshou before…”

“They are them, I am Bazhun’an.”

Situ Yongren fell silent.

His knowledge was refreshed once again, and he realized why Bazhun’an was such a legendary figure.

Not only in terms of strength; Bazhun’an was not someone from the mortal world.

He was way above that!

He was above the clouds!

What he said just now was indeed ignored, but he was not ignored.

As far as he knew, there was no such thing as to take the initiative to attack the weak. How could he ignore him? How could he not be ignored?

In the end, he realized…

His magnanimity was limited to this broken tree that could be measured under his feet. Bazhun’an’s heart was broader than the sky of Abyss Island.

“Even my realm of thought was crushed?”