Chen Changan's words earned him a scornful look from the Fifth Island Master.
"If you want to know what's inside, go in and find out."
"As a man of such integrity, how could I..."
"Enough, enough. Stop right there."
"You? A man of integrity?"
"Have you no shame?"
"If you're so upright, why did you pull strings for someone back then?"
"What, you couldn't stand seeing that grown man sobbing? Is that your thing?"
"And now you're putting on airs. Aren't you embarrassed?"
At Chen Changan's words, the Fifth Island Master gave an awkward little cough, but his attitude didn't change in the slightest.
"I made a mistake once, but I'll never make it again."
"If you want to know what's beyond the Gate of Fortune, go in and find out for yourself."
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
Watching the Fifth Island Master's righteous expression, Chen Changan curled his lip in disdain.
Wasn't this just blatant favoritism?
"Just because I didn't cry?"
"This has nothing to do with whether you cry."
"I can cry too."
"I said, it has nothing to do with crying."
"Oh, you've had your fill of watching men cry? Fine, then... have you ever seen a sword cry?"
A sword cry?
After Chen Changan said that, the Fifth Island Master froze. Hongchen, meanwhile, had a bad feeling.
With a thought, Chen Changan summoned the Red Dust Sword into his hand.
"Come on, give Old Five a good cry," Chen Changan said with a grin, looking at the Red Dust Sword.
Hongchen felt an urge to take human form and beat Chen Changan to a pulp. Chen Changan seemed to know it was tempted, so he immediately restrained Hongchen, stopping it from taking human form.
"Chen Changan, I told you already. It won't work. None of this will work."