I Refuse!
Zhang Jianxing patted Lin Bai on the shoulder, the two of them looking like old friends reuniting.
"What were they laughing about just now?" Zhang Jianxing asked curiously.
Lin Bai smiled bitterly. "When I came to the Northern Han Dynasty and saw how extraordinary the Icy Breath River was, I didn't fly down. Instead, I walked down step by step. They thought I was a penniless pauper, so they laughed at me!"
Zhang Jianxing laughed heartily. "You really do like doing things differently from everyone else!"
Zhang Jianxing and Lin Bai walked toward the back of the thatched hut, laughing.
"Senior Brother Zhang Jianxing, please wait!"
After thinking for a long while, Chen Rui finally gritted his teeth and called out.
When Zhang Jianxing heard this, his brows furrowed. He halted, then turned to glance at the group of disciples who stood there dumbfounded, his expression somewhat strange.
Seeing Zhang Jianxing stop, Chen Rui hurried forward, clasped his fists, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang Jianxing, I have a question. I hope you can clear it up for me."
Zhang Jianxing asked curiously, "What question do you have?"
Chen Rui pondered briefly before speaking. "Senior Brother Zhang Jianxing, my younger sister and I have been coming to the Sword Hermitage for five years now. Every year, we come to seek an audience with Old Man Lone Boat. Yet why has Senior Old Man Lone Boat refused to see us and chosen to see this man instead?"
"Even if my sincerity is lacking, some martial artists here have come for five years, even ten years. Why has Senior Old Man Lone Boat refused to see us?"
"Senior Brother Zhang Jianxing, I personally saw this white-robed man walk down from the upper reaches of the Icy Breath River step by step.