Yan Nan happily raised his wine cup. "For all these years, the Sole True Sect has always had Third Brother as its foundation. Everyone knows what the name Heaven Lifting Hand means. Now that he has suddenly emerged from a thousand years of secluded cultivation, good news keeps coming. Brothers, let us raise our cups together and toast Third Brother!"
Everyone rose at the same time and raised their cups. "To Vice Head Sect Leader Feng!"
They drained their cups in one gulp and burst into laughter.
Feng Du slowly rose to his feet and said with a smile, "We are all old brothers, so you naturally know my temperament. I have always put the unpleasant words first."
"When there is good news to bring back, bad news naturally comes with it. Nothing in this world can be good without also being bad."
"So before announcing the good news, I must announce the bad news first."
Feng Du smiled faintly. "Bad news naturally comes with battle and death—with blood and lives! My old brothers, after all these years of war, you should naturally understand this point!"
Ao Zhan threw his head back and laughed. "Third Master, what you just said is clearly good news!"
At once, all the Old Devils laughed arrogantly. "It really is good news!"
"We haven't fought in ages. Our bones have rusted!"
"Bottoms up!"
The Hundred Battles Blade let out a ringing howl.
"Bottoms up!"
All the Old Devils roared madly at once!
To them, going to war truly was good news.
They were all experts who had survived countless brushes with death amid years of blood and fire. To them, battle, war, life, and death were practically one thrilling game after another.
For many of these Old Devils, life was simply too long. Days without