C792 Leave

The old man stared blankly at Su Qianxun and Mingyue. Suddenly, a thought struck him. He abruptly sat up, his hands gripping tightly onto Mingyue's chest. Mingyue didn't mind; after all, a dying old man posed no real threat. Instead, he was curious about what the old man intended to do in his final moments.

"Mingyue, the Luminous Flower is real. When I was young