"They called it practical combat training, but it seemed like he just beat us up for a while. Afterward, he didn't say a word—not even a suggestion..." Cao Yuan shook his head. "I don't really get it."
Baili Pangpang nodded in agreement. "I think so too. Senior Sword Saint's thought process doesn't seem quite normal."
"What normal person would become a Sword Saint and still work as a waiter?"
"And I keep feeling like he doesn't really want to talk to us."
"I think so too."
"Could he be socially anxious?" Baili Pangpang said with a strange expression.
Cao Yuan glanced at him. "He's the Human Apex. It's normal for him to be a little aloof. How could he possibly be socially anxious?"
"..."
"Besides, what socially anxious person would like being called the Sword Saint?" Cao Yuan added. "A cringey title like that isn't something a socially anxious person would come up with."
"But he really is a Sword Saint." Baili Pangpang sighed. "Come to think of it, I'm already surprised that a Sword Saint can exist in this era. Aren't people like that usually found in ancient times or fantasy worlds?
It's hard to imagine a Sword Saint in a shirt and sneakers walking out of a rustic restaurant in a modern city full of skyscrapers, drawing his sword, and beheading a god...
Isn't that style of painting just bizarre?
As for sword immortals, I wouldn't even dare imagine them."
"Keyboard saints are everywhere, but where can one find a sword immortal?" An Qingyu suddenly blurted out.
"No matter what, Senior Sword Saint truly is the Human Apex. His personality may be hard to figure out, but his strength is the real deal." Lin Qiye slowly spoke. "Since Commander Ye paid such a huge price to bring him