"Focus on myself..."
The storm raged outside, but his heart was still as water.
Even the Lecherous Old Daoist had bluntly admitted that he knew nothing either, that they could only take one step at a time.
With his sword tilted at his side, Xu Xiaoshou instead appeared calm and composed.
The roles people played within a group were often never fixed.
He had had no choice before.
Back when he was a chess piece, he would never have dared make such a boast.
But now, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he could count as an all-round substitute player! He could be a brute, taking the main offensive role, because Dao Qiongchang, the strongest brain, was already by his side.
He could also be a tactician, controlling the situation when the Lecherous Old Daoist, Elder Sang, Water Ghost, and the others were absent.
In truth, he preferred being a supporting character. If there was already a brain beside him, damage output, and someone constantly offering emotional value as a cheering squad, then all he needed was another spectator as lacking in presence as Kong Yuhen—lying down would be seriously comfortable.
But now, gripping his sword once more and facing the storm head-on, Xu Xiaoshou felt...
He had returned to the role he was born for!...
"The unknown..."
He raised his gaze.
The path ahead was unknown. Sui Yin was unknown. How he would wield the sword was unknown. This was far too much like his past.
Xu Xiaoshou had never been an exceptionally brave person.
Yet along this journey, the unknown had created miracles, challenges had forged courage. He had never needed to practice bravery, nor had his hand ever trembled when lifting a sword.
And...
"Sword!"
The four fierce swords flipped over.
His fingertips gently stroked along the blade, and