"So-called 'A scholar away for three days should be looked at with new eyes,' Xu Shu felt this was precisely about himself.
Looking back, he'd been a mere warrior, utterly helpless when facing such bizarre and elusive enemies.
With creatures spouting all that mystical babble, one usually had no choice but to brace oneself and march forward, relying solely on a Jingwei Filling the Sea-like ironclad body to bluntly probe and figure out what the enemy truly was, often through life-threatening ordeals, before finally deciding whether to fight or flee.
Now, he had lost all fear.
As the enchanting singing lingered in his ears, resonating for days untouched, a smile curled at the corner of Xu Shu's mouth as he shook his head and swaggered forward:
"I've got Narrow Sleeve Guanyin, I can rest easy, hahaha!" you bellowed with laughter, stepping into the hotel lobby, heading straight towards the decayed corpse on the floor.
