Fang Yi came to Jialan Hidden Valley all alone once again, his heart filled with a single, lingering desire: to see Abbot Faxin, the master he missed and worried about day and night.
Yet as he stood in the empty courtyard, wave after wave of loss, remorse, sorrow, and desolation surged through his heart. He had come too late. Abbot Faxin and Mòmíng had already moved away and were no longer here. But where could they have moved to? They had been living here perfectly well; why on earth would they suddenly move?
Fang Yi felt deep regret. If only he had not agreed to fight Huateng, he would not have been poisoned and injured, nor would he have been delayed so long in coming to Jialan Hidden Valley to see Abbot Faxin and Mòmíng. Now, their whereabouts were unknown. Amidst such endless, overlapping ranges of towering mountains, how was he ever going to find them?
Chapter 537