They merrily stepped forward, joined in, took the wine glasses, and began to talk and laugh loudly.
In the empty valley, the two of them tilted their heads back to drink and laughed heartily.
"These experts from the Imperial City, those fools in the military, truly ridiculous!"
"Haha... indeed, indeed!"
"I've already killed twenty-three experts, all of them were no match!"
"I've got twenty under my belt, three less than you."
"We're far behind, that Old Fu guy has killed more than a hundred."
"Obviously, not all of those hundred were experts, and there were many who didn't know martial arts. That guy sure isn't picky, he can swallow anything!... But there's no reward for killing them; he just can't keep his hands to himself!"
"Haha...hahaha... The Court's experts are just trash, they'll never catch up to us."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned, watching the two laugh back and forth, spouting nonsense.
