Jiang Fan's gaze was so deep that it revealed not the slightest hint of emotion!
"You're only good at making things sound nice! Ideals can't fill your stomach, and beauty exists only in dreams. The truth is, if you keep chasing this so-called perfect ending, you'll end up with nothing!"
"You can't deal with Xun Ancestor, and humanity can't endure forever. You want to hold on to all of this, but in the end, you won't be able to hold on to anything!"
"Ultimately, the dreamlike reality you created with your own hands will meet the same despair and collapse as the original reality. You still won't have changed a thing!"
"Is that what you want?"
Jiang Nan tightened his grip on his blade, his gaze unshakably resolute!
"I know exactly why I exist. No one else needs to judge what I, Jiang Nan, choose to do!"
"The existence of this dreamlike reality is proof that I'm resisting the tragic reality we once had! Since I chose to resist, I'll resist to the very end!"
"No one gets to dictate my decisions! Not even you!"
"If you insist on going after Qing Er, then let's settle this here and now!"
The two of them were as stubborn as mules, neither willing to give an inch!
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes. "Very well! You're so confident you can accomplish all this and give everyone a dreamlike life, aren't you?"
"Fine!"
"Take one sword strike from me! If you don't retreat, I, Jiang Fan, will never go after Qing Er again. I'll keep my word!"
"But if you can't withstand this strike and you're forced to retreat, I'll take Qing Er today! And I'll take everything else I want, too!"
"Because you'll no longer be qualified to stand in my way!"
Clearly,