The incoming breeze blew on Lord Thirteen’s white beard and revealed his face covered with wrinkles. Looking at the youth before him, Lord Thirteen was filled with emotions. Lately, he was worried about Lin Yun because of Xin Jue’s death. He saw Lin Yun bitterly cry out in pain in front of Xin Jue’s corpse numerous times.

In the past, this youth never shedded a tear even when he was forced into the Sword Burial Woods. But Lin Yun cried numerous times over the past ten days. Lord ...