Chen Hai remained silent as Zhao Yu finished speaking.
He had suddenly disappeared for over twenty years, and upon reflecting on the circumstances Ye Qingqing faced, he actually understood them well.
Thus, when he was in Japan and learned from the television that Ye Qingqing had married, he had never harbored any resentment toward her.
In his heart, there was only deep guilt toward Ye Qingqing.
"No matter what, Qingqing is now someone else's wife..."
Zhao Yu's words left him speechless, only able to sigh inwardly.
For ordinary people, life is but a fleeting hundred years.
As a cultivator like him, with his current level of power, time swiftly passed, with decades or even centuries elapsing during one meditation.
In some matters, inevitable emotional entanglements and unresolved desires seemed unavoidable!
Truly speaking, he himself had never expected that his meditation in Japan would, in the blink of an eye, take up twenty-seven years.
