Lin Fan and Wang Zhou didn't talk much. The two parted ways and went home at the fork in the road.
The night was silent and still.
Coming to this world, he had no relatives or ties. Only now, with a small group of lackeys eating with him, did he have some semblance of connection.
His goal, ever since the auxiliary system appeared, was to cultivate immortality and become the strongest.
After all, this world never made sense to begin with—those who are powerful make the rules. Ordinary people can reason with each other, but when facing a true powerhouse or someone with authority, it doesn't matter if you're right or wrong—you're dead either way.
He wanted to leave Jiangdu City and venture into a broader world, to meet and learn about the people out there.
As for Bao Liu and the others, they were naturally left behind.
Their cultivation levels were too weak, and while his own cultivation level was enough for self-preservation, it wasn't enough to protect them.
Soon enough.
