Vaguely aware, Jiang Wang's separation from Zhuang Shiqi was roughly related to Fenglin City Region turning into a haunting swamp—that was not important. What mattered was seeing who Jiang Wang's enemies were, how many people wanted to kill Jiang Wang.
He had no emotional attachment to the people and things of his hometown. Otherwise, he wouldn't have cultivated in the Southern Dipper Palace for so many years without ever returning. So-called parents and kin, so-called neighbors and playmates were but fleeting shadows on the long path of cultivation.
He saw things clearly.
His heart was only for Dao and for the sword.
He didn't hate Jiang Wang, nor dislike him.
Even the most vicious people hope to live in a world of goodwill. Even the most hypocritical people hope to be treated sincerely by others.
He believed no one would dislike someone like Jiang Wang.
