Translator: Aran

  The old man lowered his head. He wore an expression of fear on his face but did not speak.

  In reality, he did not harbor such a thought before, and he had not even dared to dream about joining the Immortal Dojo. But somehow, after hearing the Tianshui Court disciples loudly discussing their dreams, an insuppressible thought emerged in his mind. It was as though a blade of grass had grown in his mind, and it blew like the wind as his thoughts swirled around, m..