Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan, and Fang Che all felt their whole bodies tremble as an indescribable feeling rose within them.
One person and one sword charging into Divine Capital? Fighting a great battle?
This... speaking of the present, even Snow Condensing Sword Rui Qianshan probably wouldn't dare, would he? Had that person already been this powerful back then?
Fang Che felt even more like a frog in a well: There was actually such an expert in this world? "That was the last time I ever saw him. Amidst an army of ten thousand, it was only a fleeting glimpse."
Bing Tianxue said wistfully, "Then I went into seclusion, traveled through mountains and rivers, left the Sole True Sect, and wandered through remote, desolate mountains outside. Often, I wouldn't return even once in a century. And then, I heard that he had fallen."
"He fell... Heh."
Bing Tianxue smiled faintly. "After that, I suddenly lost interest in traveling through mountains and rivers as well. I couldn't summon any energy for anything in this mortal world. I returned to the Sole True Sect, raised flowers and planted grass, practiced martial arts... If I could stay in, I wouldn't go out."
"Every day, I just talked to the fish."
"The two Spirit Fish could even understand what I was saying..."
Bing Tianxue said miserably, "And then that damned Ao Zhan killed the male fish and made fish soup for me."
Everyone was rendered speechless.
Fang Che included, everyone was rendered speechless.
Because even standing from a man's point of view, Fang Che couldn't say Madman Halberd had been right in this situation.
Yes, you treated your wife well, obeying her every whim. You spent five hundred or a thousand years painstakingly honing your cooking skills for her, making whatever she wanted to eat