Imagine how boring the world would be if, wherever you looked, you only saw cultivators soaring on their flying swords, with the mortal realm merely serving as their breeding ground. If it really were like that, we'd have no choice but to find a place to live in seclusion and cultivate with My Lord. Otherwise, we wouldn't dare set foot outside."
"A Cheng, you're quite chatty today," Siniang said with a laugh.
Liang Cheng pointed at A Ming and said, "He can live for a long time, and I have already lived for a very long time."
"I agree with what A Cheng said." A Ming took another swig of his "water."
Liang Cheng glanced at A Ming, pointed at his wound, and asked, "Not too serious, right?"
"It'll affect my speed and movement, but it's manageable."
"The general in the city is capable. Surprisingly, we couldn't counter-attack just then," Liang Cheng stated.
"Hmm, we'll see how Blind Bei handles things on his end." A Ming gestured toward Blind Bei with a lift of his chin.
