Thousands of years of cultivation are nothing compared to being with you day and night for just a few decades of life.
"Have you ever understood in these years?" He looked at him as calmly as he did a thousand years ago.
"It doesn't matter whether I understand it or not, it's just that I don't want myself to regret it." He responded with a smile, his eyes always so affectionate.
"Is it really worth it?" He shook his head and sighed, a wry smile appearing on his lips.
"Shao Gong, what about you?" Seeing the bitter smile on his lips, he asked distressedly, "Have you ever regretted it in these years?"
"He and I will never be separated, regardless of enmity, hatred, love, or resentment." Ouyang Shaogong said firmly.
"What about me?" Huang Yu asked with a painful expression, "Who does Huang Yu mean to you?"
"... You can also say that he is a close friend." Ouyang Shaogong turned his head and did not look at the people around him. His eyes fell directly on a figure in the distance. "He is here, and it is time for me to leave."