Upon first meeting in the Heaven Blessed Nation, amidst the wind and snow as firewood collectors, it was just you and I. I have a top academy, countless great scholars, a belly full of talent, and a handsome face, while you only have a broken sword.
Alas!
Among the widely famous, who else catches my eye?
Sometimes words are so pale, yet I can only record them in words.
How I wish you were merely visiting the Monster Realm.
And not me coming to the Monster Realm to mourn... old friend!
The inscription left on the Wu An City wall, rather than being the conclusion Xu Xiangqian personally carved with his finger dipped in his heart, is more like a distant wish.
Indeed, he had always been waiting for it to come true, but when the splendid divine skills truly reacted, at this very moment when this extravagant hope had a chance to realize—
It was too excruciatingly painful!
Covered in wounds and on the verge of death almost in an instant.
