"Is that so?" Gu Tiancheng said with a smile.
It had been a long time since he had spoken so happily with anyone.
When you had a toothache, would you be in the mood to hold long conversations with others? Of course not.
But now, Gu Tiancheng's body had recovered.
He felt comfortable all over.
Even if he had been thrown into prison,
he had nothing to be troubled about.
By contrast,
the person beside him was worrying, "It's over. My wife and my job are both gone."
"Hmph, brother, when you did something like that, you didn't think about your wife and children. Now that you've been caught, you finally think of them."
"If you'd gotten away by luck, you definitely wouldn't regret it. You'd do it again next time," someone said disdainfully.
"You can't blame me. I just couldn't hold myself back for a moment."
"Couldn't hold yourself back? If you couldn't hold yourself back, couldn't you take care of it yourself?"
"Yeah. Since you did it, you should own up to it."
What familiar everyday life.
And how incomparably real it was.
Gu Tiancheng smiled faintly.
He felt that this life was simply wonderful.
Only by living could one experience so much joy.
If one died, there would be nothing left.
I must live on! He suddenly felt that his state of mind had broken through.
It seemed to have entered a higher realm.
He suddenly understood that, in the future, there would be only one opponent he needed to defeat.
That was himself!
He did not need to defeat all those countless others.
At that moment, someone suddenly asked again, "Are there really immortals in the heavens?"
"Of course there are immortals."
"No, I remember that more than a hundred thousand years ago, weren't all the