"Gao Xuan is an interesting person. I want to be friends with him."
Lan Tiancheng leaned on the bar, gulped down a glass of strong liquor, and then let out a long, satisfied sigh.
"Are you crazy? He almost beat your ass to shreds, your tailbone's broken!"
Bai Yue was furious: "Gao Xuan is our enemy, we must take him down!"
"You're just full of hostility."
Lan Tiancheng took another big swig of his drink, speaking slowly, "Xiao Ting wasn't wrong. Your so-called love isn't worth much. Hating others for it is pretty pointless. More pointless than liking to be a simp."
"A peasant from the wilderness doesn't deserve to be our friend."
Bai Yue said sharply, "It's either him or me!"
Lan Tiancheng shook his head, "There are billions of people in this world, but few interesting ones. Gao Xuan's swordsmanship is better than mine, his vision is higher than mine, and his character is flamboyant and interesting. I admire such people."
