Chương 1380: Eighty-Eight Years

Old Sycamore let out a deep sigh and firmly stated, "There are some people who you can never forget in your entire lifetime even though you have seen them just once. The things that have already happened can't be changed, so there's no viable way to end this karma. Although he's dead, I still haven't repaid the debt I owe him. Tell me, just who are you?"

Tang Xiu put away the tea table and the tea set, then slowly stood up and said, "Since you wish to seek the answer to this, serve at my side from now on! You shall learn what you wish to know in the future."

"Hahaha…"

Loud laughter came from Old Sycamore as he said, "You want me to serve you? Are you kidding me? There's only one person who can let me serve him in all of the Immortal World, but unfortunately, he has long since disappeared… both in flesh and soul."

Tang Xiu countered back. "Since you believe he has disappeared in flesh and soul already, why have you come to bother me then?"

"That's…"