Not long after, Quentin Campbell left the Moon Radiance Sect's premises.
"Moon Radiance Sect, farewell... Maybe one day, after I've broken through to the Saint Realm, I'll return here! At that time, I'll personally ask Evander Mullins whether he regrets his decision today."
After leaving the sect's premises, Quentin also exited the area covered by the anti-air formations. He stepped into the air, flew a short distance, then halted in mid-air. Turning back under the moonlight, he gazed at the sect's distant mountain gate and muttered to himself.
"I can tell you right now: I won't regret it, nor will I ever regret it!"
Just as Quentin's words fell and he was preparing to leave, an ethereal voice, like that of a phantom, suddenly echoed beside his ear, causing Quentin's face to change dramatically.
In a blink, the air before him shimmered, and a figure materialized.
"Master… Master!"
