“That is a ring that represents the supreme, but after the leader of the Death Rose died, the ring was never found on their body.
Ji Xiu Ran’s eyebrows slightly furrowed. Why would that pair of rings end up in the hands of Wu You?
Ji Xiu Ran only knows that the former leader of the Death Rose had some connection with the Nie family, seemingly distant relatives.
During that war, the Nie family played the role of destroying their own kin, participating in the operation to eliminate the Death Rose.
“All of this, what connection does it have, what does it represent…”
Ji Xiu Ran murmured, his complexion growing even paler.
Seeing this, Haitang became somewhat anxious. “Xiu Ran, don’t think about it, rest for a while…”
This man’s body was clearly reaching its limit.
“Do you have paper and a pen?”
Ji Xiu Ran asked.
“We do, but Xiu Ran, your body…”
Achen looked worried.
“It’s fine, fetch me the paper and pen,” Ji Xiu Ran said.
Hearing this, Achen sighed, understanding that once Ji Xiu Ran had decided, no one could change his mind.
Helplessly, Achen could only bring out paper and a pen.
“Mysterious person… ring… direct lineage… What connection do these three have?”
Holding the pen, Ji Xiu Ran rapidly wrote down his questions on the yellowed paper.
Currently, the threats to Wu You were the Martial Arts Alliance Guild and the direct lineage.
More precisely, it was the mysterious person who could freely enter the direct lineage.
The mysterious person showed interest in the ring in Wu You’s hands, which led to her being hunted down.
At this stage, the greatest threat was still that mysterious person.
The Martial Arts Alliance Guild was in the open, but the mysterious person operated in the shadows, like a cold and sinister snake.
After writing down these connections on the paper, Ji Xiu Ran’s expression suddenly changed.
Past memories emerged in his mind.
“Could it be…”
Ji Xiu Ran’s brows furrowed Avray, a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
Haitang stared at Ji Xiu Ran, about to say something, but he noticed Ji Xiu Ran tearing the densely written yellow paper into pieces.
The next second, blood dripped from the corner of Ji Xiu Ran’s mouth.
“Xiu Ran!”
Haitang quickly supported Ji Xiu Ran.
This man was sacrificing his own life. What was he truly aiming for? He was willing to give up his own life!
“Haitang, Ji Emperor!”
At that moment, Master Li rushed in, saying urgently, “There’s a kid named Si Xia who just entered not long ago. Unable to bear being locked up, he actually managed to escape and found the Martial Arts Alliance Guild’s resource storage. There are a lot of medicinal supplies inside!”
“Perhaps… it’s too late.”
Haitang’s expression was complex. “Xiu Ran’s body… perhaps relying solely on medicine… might no longer be sustainable. Master Li, you probably understand this better than I do.”
Hearing Haitang’s words, the expressions of those present quickly dimmed.
Indeed, just as Haitang said, Ji Xiu Ran had developed resistance to medicines. His body had deteriorated to such an extent that even without resistance, the side effects of the drugs might have taken his life.
Ji Xiu Ran took a deep breath, then took out pen and paper again, writing a long passage. He folded the paper and tucked it into his chest.
“Thank you all for accompanying me over these years.”
Ji Xiu Ran looked at everyone, a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze on his face.”