Wang Wu hesitated for a long time.
Song Guangming did not urge him. He merely watched with a smiling gaze. This was his turf. He was not one to repay grievances with virtue, nor was he a man without bottom lines, much less someone who sought vengeance over every tiny slight.
But he was still willing to give his friend a few harmless surprises.
No matter which he chose, there would be more than enough surprises.
Only after a long while did Wang Wu raise his head and carefully ask, "I still very much want to return to my hometown for a look. May I ask what exactly these so-called allowances are? What are the standards for repairing Sin Prison? And after completing the repair tasks, will I be able to cultivate?"
Upon hearing this, Song Guangming immediately frowned and said with some concern, "Wang Zhige, I understand how you feel, and I understand what you are thinking. You possess an eighteenth-level Piercing Insight, which gives you a great advantage in repairing magical treasures and immortal artifacts. Back then, wasn't it you who silently repaired the base of the Hidden Origin Bell in Dragon Head City? From that perspective, the third path truly does suit you rather well."
"But we can be considered acquainted through a fight, and I genuinely admire you. Besides, I do not have a single familiar friend in this Sin Prison. It is truly dull and tedious. You could stay here. We could drink some wine when we have time, listen to some music, and exchange pointers in Dao techniques and divine abilities. Wouldn't that be wonderful? Truly, it is only five hundred years. They will pass in the blink of an eye. Once you get out, beautiful days will begin anew. There is no need