And it is precisely this question that Master Gree cannot answer. He does not know when Rong Xiyue will come back, let alone when he will leave seclusion.
I felt resentful toward Rong Xiyue again. I originally thought it was a good opportunity to be lazy, but I didn't expect that it would lead to a big trouble.
How would he know when to leave seclusion? This of course depends on when Rong Xiyue comes back. When she comes back, she will leave seclusion!
"The issue of her release from isolation still depends on Rong Xiyue's own physical condition and her own control. Even I cannot predict the time of her release from isolation. This is simply something that is beyond my control."
What Instructor Gree said was half true and half false. At least he wasn't talking nonsense, but he was just hiding something.
In response to this, Chu Wenyu was naturally speechless. Generally, we can only predict how much time it will take to retreat, but it cannot be estimated accurately. In many cases, it may be earlier than the predicted time.
Or it may be shorter than predicted.
"Um."
Chu Wenyu originally wanted to tell him in time when Xiaoyue came out, but it was too troublesome. So, he decided to come to this place every day from today on, waiting for Xiaoyue to come out.
Guan, I feel at ease.
Instructor Gree still didn't know what Chu Wenyu was thinking. He just thought that he had finally solved a troublesome matter and exhaled a breath. However, he had no idea that in the next period of time, he would be interacting with Chu Wenyu.
Wen Yu meets every day, and all the good wine and sound sleep he envisioned will come to nothing.
Chu Wenyu didn't say anything more, turned around and left.
Instructor Gree yawned, treated his butt, then fell back and continued to sleep soundly.
After Chu Wenyu left the Wood Academy, Yun Yu, who had been reading in the room, moved. The two attendants around him did not know what he was going to do.
"I want to go back to the Temple of Light once."
Yun Yu's voice was very resolute. There was still some strange feeling in this resoluteness. Speaking of it, Guangming Temple was Yun Yu's 'home'. But at this moment, when he talked about wanting to return to Guangming Temple, his tone was different.
It didn't sound like he wanted to go home, but instead he sounded like he wanted to go back and have a big fight, which was very puzzling.
The attendant who was sent back by Yun Yu three days ago to check on the Holy Master had more or less guessed it.
"Lord Holy Son, when you go back this time, are you going to have a direct fight with the Holy Lord?"
There was some worry on his face. Compared with the worry of this attendant, the face of the other attendant beside him didn't have any worry, but just a little confusion.
After the attendant who went to investigate came back, he only reported the situation to the Holy Son, but never told him. Therefore, he knew nothing about what happened in the Temple of Light. This time the Holy Son was going back suddenly.
, and I don’t know the reason at all, and I can’t guess it.
"Let's talk about this when we get back. After we get back, none of you should mention it."
"yes!"
The two of them nodded in unison, but one person's mind was like a clear mirror, while the other person's mind was confused.
After Yun Yu made his decision, the two attendants tidied up, reported to the day lily, and left the Magic Academy, almost immediately after Rong Xiyue left.
As soon as Yun Yu left the Magic Academy, someone immediately went back to report to the Holy Master of the Temple of Light.
When Yun Yu returned to the Guangming Temple, there were naturally people inside to welcome him, and the pomp was grander than any time Yun Yu entered or left the Guangming Temple.
He still took one step at a time, looking very weak, and slowly climbed up the stairs towards the main hall of the Temple of Light, followed closely by two attendants, and at the top of the main hall,
Wearing a snow-white mink coat, he is a majestic and independent Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord has a face like snow and is as holy as a banished immortal. His whole body is cold and cold. Even though there is a smile at the corner of his mouth, it still makes people feel that he is not smiling, but cold.
See through you.
When Yun Yu's eyes met the eyes of the Holy Lord, the eyes seemed to be filled with lightning and thunder, extremely intense, but the meaning behind the eyes was that only these two people could
knew.
Yun Yu also had a smile on his face, looking at the Holy Lord above, but his demeanor was broader and more awe-inspiring.
Two people who were equally dressed in noble snow-white attire, at this moment, seemed to be standing on two completely opposite sides.
This made other people in the Temple of Light feel inexplicably tense and very nervous. After all, in the Temple of Light, the power between the Son of Light and the Holy Lord was equal, even though each Holy Lord was
Starting from the Holy Son, the founding elders of the original Bright Temple set a rule, that is, the Holy Son and the Holy Lord have equal power, which avoids the arbitrary situation of the Bright Temple in some cases.
Therefore, for a long time, without the knowledge of outsiders, there have been countless power struggles between the Holy Lord of Light and the Holy Son of Light in this Temple of Light.
There has always been harmony between the Holy Lord and the Holy Son in this term. What’s more, the Holy Son is in poor health and the Holy Lord has to bear more burdens. Therefore, the old people in the Guangming Temple thought that they would not see each other this time.
If we fight against each other, we will be safe and sound, waiting for the Holy Son of Light to gradually replace the Holy Lord in the future, and for the Holy Lord to gloriously retire from the position of the Holy Lord.
Perhaps, until this moment, the people in the Temple of Light could not imagine the Son and the Lord fighting.
In their subconscious mind, perhaps, the healthy and strong Holy Lord is always more powerful than the weak and frail Holy Son.
Yun Yu understood very clearly in his heart what the Holy Lord had done during this period of time, and he also understood the reason for the appearance of the bloody corpse and a series of events.
When he finally walked from the bottom to the top of the stairs, the man above turned his eyes and looked at Yun Yu.
"The Holy Son returns today, and I have specially made preparations like this to welcome the Holy Son back."
The Holy Lord's words were gentle and sounded like the friendliest elder. But the next second, his face suddenly changed.
"It's just that I don't know when the Holy Master started to plot! He wants to seize my position! Someone, bring the things up!"
The Holy Master flicked his sleeves, and someone brought a big box out from the main hall.
When the attendants standing behind Yun Yu heard this and saw this scene, they felt extremely depressed. Especially the attendant who had been sent back by Yun Yu to investigate the matter before felt aggrieved for the Holy Son!
What does it mean to complain first to the evildoer? Today I finally understand!
Yun Yu looked at the big box being moved out, but his eyes darkened.