90,000 Years of Longevity

The sky was getting darker.

Above the sky, there were dark clouds looming over.

Whoosh…

Occasionally, a cold wind blew, causing the branches outside the inner courtyard to rustle.

Thump…

When Liu Zhiyun and Jin Rufan knelt on the steps of the pavilion, snowflakes floated above the sky again.

These snowflakes kept spinning in the air.

When falling to the ground, their movements were very light and there was no sound.

At that moment, the snow fell heavily and it fell very seriously.

Ye Bei was sitting on the stone chair in the pavilion, holding a wine glass, looking faintly at the beautiful snow scene, watching the snowflakes quickly covered the entire inner courtyard, covering all the blooming cherry blossoms here, and finally dilute the smell of blood in the air again.

Zhao Bingsheng sat on the side of Ye Bei.

He closed his eyes tightly and out down his chopsticks, he said nothing more. With only the golden dragon head cane in both hands, if it weren't for the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, it would seem as though he was sitting on the spot instead.

Wang AN lowered his head and watched the steaming dishes on the stone table became a little cold. The expression on his face was constantly changing, sometimes serious, sometimes cold, sometimes happy, sometimes at loss.

Wang An did not have any sympathy for Zhao Bingsheng.

But what happened today had caused too much impact on Wang An. This day seemed to be worth the past few decades. He gradually understood Ye Bei's aloof mind and he also understood Ye Bei that Ye Bei had lived for endless years, watching with helplessness as familiar people returning to dust.

In this world…

Death is not the most terrible thing…

The scariest thing is punishing the heart!

The promises that were once made, the promises that had been kept, as the years went by, they all turned their heads into nothingness, nothing could stay forever.

Brother's betrayal…

The black-haired person sends away the white-haired person…

Although it is a good thing to live, immortality is clearly a terrible curse.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet.

The large snowflakes covered Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun who were kneeling on the steps as if they had become two snowmen.

The wine was picked up by Ye Bei, under his body temperature, encountered a cold air, and the white mist appeared slowly.

Before everyone knew it, half an hour passed quietly.

Finally, Ye Bei drank the wine that warmed his body in one gulp.

"So both of you… are here."

Clatter!

After putting down the wine glass, Ye Bei shifted his gaze to the two people on the steps outside the pavilion and spoke slowly.

Zhao Bingsheng opened his eyes, those eyes were not blood-red, those eyes did not contain anger or any emotions, only filled with void.

Wang An calmed down, he stretched his chopsticks and wanted to devour some dishes. But when he found that the dishes were completely cold, he put the chopsticks back, and then his eyes continued to watch indifferently and quietly.

"Please forgive me, master. This old slave is late!" When Jin Rufan spoke, his body was shaking slightly and many of the snowflakes covering him fell on the ground, forming a mini hill.

Liu Zhiyun also reacted and said immediately, with a respectful face and a hoarse and old voice, "Master! Before we came here, we heard the news of the Zhao Family's rebellion, and when we came, we just saw the Zhao Family's younger generation summoning their forces, wanting to take action against master. So today, this old slave and Jin Rufan killed all those rebellious juniors. At this time, all their corpses must have already been cleaned up."

When he said this, Liu Zhiyun slowly raised his head. His gaze swept over Zhao Bingsheng's body, and when he saw that hollow gaze, he quickly moved away and out his gaze on Ye Bei's body, blinking slightly.

"We were discussing business abroad in the past two days. We really did not have time to go to Kunlun Mountain yesterday. After learning the news, we rushed back overnight, so please Old Wang, don't take it to heart." Jin Rufan continued and this time he pleaded guilty to Wang An.

After hearing these words, there was no expression on Wang An's face. While he was disdainful towards them, he also admired them at the same time.

At least at the critical moment, these two people executed a perfect action, they were absolutely perfect.

"I see." Ye Bei looked at the two of them and said slowly. His eyes were very indifferent, "You guys are getting old too, I still remember that eighty years ago, at that time, you were all just children, time is really hard against people."

"Master…" Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun throbbed and shouted in unison.

"Fine! There are some dishes here, although they are cold, we can still eat it, let's eat together." Ye Bei interrupted them and sat on the stone chair. He seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he exuded an indescribable majesty. Every action he took could make the two old men kneeling on the ground panicked.

"Yes, master!"

"Yes!"

The two replied, their legs were a little numb, so their moments were quite stiff. They struggled to stand up from the ground and walked slowly toward the pavilion.

When the two stepped into the pavilion, they found that there were only four stone chairs. They five people on the scene must not be able to sit down.

Jin Rufan was about to speak and wanted to get a chair.

But Wang An who had been silent for a long time said in a cold voice, "One stone chair is missing! It's a pity that there is always someone who is destined to be different!"

Uh…

After he said this, Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun were stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Even Zhao Bingsheng who was motionless trembled.

Hu, hu…

The atmosphere at the scene became extremely cold and awkward.

But just when the scene started getting colder, Ye Bei slowly stood up from the stone chair, "Yes, Little An is right. There is always someone who is destined to be different. It's not just here, it also implies to the whole world."

After saying this, Ye Bei stood in a corner of the pavilion with his hands on his shoulders as his gaze returned to the falling snow.

At this moment, the entire courtyard had been covered by white which looked like a white quilt instead. The original finely carved scenery of the inner courtyard disappeared by these snowflakes, only a vast expanse remained.

Upon seeing this, Wang An felt that he had said something wrong and wanted to stand up, but he had no guts.

Clatter!

But Zhao Bingsheng could not help it anymore at this time, he stood up with a crash.

His hollowed gaze stared at Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun, the image of the two people reflected deep in his eyes, his mood was extremely complicated.

Hate? He indeed hated them, it was these two people who vowed yesterday to protect the Zhao Family till death. But it was also them who did not hesitate to remove all the descendants of the Zhao Family after learning that the master had returned.

Reasonable? Yes, he felt it was indeed quite reasonable and fair. If the current situation changed a bit and was replaced by himself instead, Zhao Bingsheng might be able to do better than them.

When these emotions were mixed together, Zhao Bingsheng's heart fell to the bottom.

He knew that the real stranger at the scene was himself.

It's him who really should have left…

"Master, I can only ask for one thing. Can I personally cook another dish for you? Your favorite Braised Pork, this time, I will definitely do better." He said it with difficulty.

"No need, just eat everything here." Ye Bei rubbed his hands slightly and answered without pause.

When his sound fell, the pavilion was full of solemn breath instead.

Wang An, Liu Zhiyun, and Jin Rufan all bowed their heads and dare not speak.

Zhao Bingsheng also understood it clearly that no matter what he said, it had zero effect.