"Everyone, it's been a long time. Truly, it's been far too long."
As soon as Xu Yi opened the door, he clasped his fists and gave a ceremonious greeting. "From the looks of you all, this hunting trip must have yielded quite a lot. As for me, I've been busying myself with all sorts of nonsense and haven't managed a thing. What a pity."
Ming Sihuo clasped his fists. "Brother Xu, you're far too modest. Who doesn't know of your might? Wherever you go, Gong Xian meets his end and Han Zhongjun is defeated. You've greatly boosted our morale."
You Xian said, "I only wish I'd been there. I would have stood shoulder to shoulder with Brother Xu. Even if I'd stained the battlefield with my blood, at least I'd have had my moment of glory."
"..."
Before, Xu Yi had always thought these people carried themselves like lofty masters, every one of them. Even Xi Mengfan, whose true nature he knew best, had always maintained a dignified air.
But seeing them today, he realized they were remarkably approachable. Every one of them had a silver tongue.
In the past, he'd thought high-ranking cultivators all had the bearing of transcendent masters, aloof from the world. Now he saw that he'd been wrong.
It was only because he hadn't reached their level that he couldn't see such lofty vistas.
Once he'd reached their level himself, he discovered these so-called masters were no different from ordinary people. They had no fewer petty thoughts and desires than the common folk.
When faced with desire, the ugliness they revealed far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Of course, he wouldn't look down on anyone for it. He knew himself well enough to understand that, most of the time, he looked much the same.
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