Su Chen was left speechless, simply standing there dumbly while holding the brocade box.
"Remember my words, you must win that competition, or else the Carefree Sect will never be able to lift its head again!"
Yue Dongbei closed his eyes and said slowly.
After Su Chen left the room, Yue Dongbei's deafening voice still echoed in his ears: Remember my words, you must win that competition, or else the Carefree Sect will never be able to lift its head again!
Never be able to lift its head again!
Holding the brocade box, his gaze ahead was exceptionally resolute. Even if it meant death, he had to win the competition; it was his promise to himself and the Carefree Sect. ...
In the blink of an eye, another month passed, and the Three Pure Ones Mountain welcomed another vibrant spring.
