Raindrops sliding off palm leaves, falling into the water tank below, make a ‘ding’ sound, as if bidding farewell to the owner of this place.,But how could he possibly tell his fellow disciples about his true plan Xu Ya Jun, after all, was a disciple of a prominent family, backed by their powerful lineage. His elders were even practicing in the mountains themselves.,Whether before or after, he couldn't tell anyone what he wanted to do.。