"We have to try. Right now, this seems to be our only way out."
"Then I won't say anything more. I also hope you won't try to persuade me again. Tomorrow, we'll get rid of Damon Bulu together."
Tang Kun pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Come with me."
The two went to the rear courtyard. Tang Kun said in a low voice, "Before we act tomorrow, I'll have Datou leave. His strength has improved, but his temperament hasn't changed. He isn't suited for risking his life. I hope this time will help him temper that stubbornness."
Zhao Yun had originally been worried about Sun Datou. Seeing that Tang Kun had already made arrangements, he nodded. "That's good."
"I'll practice spearwork with you a little longer."
"Alright!"
A training staff appeared in Tang Kun's hand. The two stood side by side, as though they had returned to the time when they first met.
With a flash of spear light, Zhao Yun's long spear was already in hand. Their attack speeds and movements were astonishingly synchronized. Tang Kun truly had an excellent memory, and his spear techniques were even more nimble than when they had first met.
After practicing for a while, the two stopped.
"After leaving Tianlong City, I often recalled your spearwork. It truly seemed to have been born of nature itself. At first, I worried that you lacked strength, so I deliberately
made the spear techniques lighter and more agile. Looking at it now, I had worried for nothing. You've become a martial artist, and your talent for strength is exceptional. My previous alterations were nothing but superfluous embellishment. If we survive tomorrow, follow your own path. I look forward to seeing you forge a new road."
"Thank you, Elder Tang. I'll remember that."
"When we act tomorrow,