"So you're saying you don't have the guts?" Soft Red Lady giggled, leaving Shandao and Glazed Gauze speechless.
"Big Brother Xia, you should go rest first. Everyone's watched you fight with the sword for so long, so they must have gained some insights of their own. I imagine they're all rubbing their fists and itching to give it a try now." Qing Weixin suggested it.
"Sounds good. Then go test your swords." I nodded and sighed in relief. I had fought two hundred battles, which was equivalent to using the Annihilation Dao Art two hundred times. My opponents hadn't been amateurs either, so even though this was a false Dao-ascension heaven, I still needed to digest the results of those duels.
I thought it over and decided to go meditate in Dream Snow Lord's grotto-heaven.
The scenery inside the grotto-heaven was as cold as ever. I had just sat down when Dream Snow Lord arrived, looking hesitant.
"What's wrong?" I was sitting amid the ruins of the pavilion, and I spotted her expression at once.
"I..." Dream Snow Lord thought for a moment before saying, "I shouldn't have let you keep fighting earlier."
I was stunned for a moment. "Hm? Why bring that up again all of a sudden?"
"It's just that you were tired, weren't you? I shouldn't have let you continue at the time... It was rather heartless of me. I even made you come over immediately and let you fight like that. You must be angry with me, right?" Dream Snow Lord said awkwardly.
"It's fine. If I were affected by something like that, wouldn't I be too petty? Besides, if I were angry with you, why would I have come here?" I found it both funny and exasperating.
Dream Snow Lord relaxed a little, but still