As Warren walked on the streets, nobody talked with him because the atmosphere had been heavy since the Potter Street was taken away.Warren reached home, seemingly in a calm and composed manner.After entering the house, he saw his wife standing in front of a door.“Is it really him?” Warren asked in a neutral tone.She nodded twice and broke into an emotional smile. “He didn’t answer my questions and went straight into this room and locked the door. He’s not opening it even though I've been asking him for the past ten minutes.”“He just returned, so give him some time to rest,” Warren said, slightly sighing in relief.“Rest?” she raised her voice. “He’s been gone for years, Warren! And he just comes back one day and talks and acts like nothing happened. He said he’s been roaming around the seven stellar mountain range these past three years. That’s the best excuse he could think of.”Warren didn’t believe it, either, as even the cultivators who manifested their aura wouldn’t want to