Before Tian Lian Mountain.
All along the way, every word the old beggar had said kept echoing through Qin Shaofeng's mind.
Those three reasons.
And when he had finally made his decision, the old man's resolute refusal.
It was truly hard to imagine that an old man reduced to begging could possess such an open-minded heart.
"Qin Shaofeng, what are you still standing there lost in thought for?"
Han Yue once again cut down a large swarm of charging Ghost Corpse Slaves and could not help turning back to shout angrily at Qin Shaofeng.
They had already reached the foot of the mountain nearly thirty breaths ago.
She had thought she would finally get to witness Qin Shaofeng's fighting style, one that had been praised countless times as invincible in group battles.
Yet she had never expected this fellow to act as though he had gone dumb.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about that old beggar."
Qin Shaofeng looked back at her and said with a bitter smile, "I don't know why, but the more I think about it, the more I feel there was something off about that old beggar."
"So what? Don't tell me you plan to go back and help him now?" Han Yue snapped irritably.
"Of course not."
Qin Shaofeng gave a bitter smile and shrugged. "Forget it. If we run into that old fellow again when we come out of Tian Lian Mountain, we'll lend him a hand while we're at it. If he's already gone, then so be it."
After saying that, he drew his saber.
"We only have two tasks now. First, explore Tian Lian Mountain's secrets and see whether we can activate it. Second, raise our cultivation as quickly as possible..."
"Right, what cultivation lies above the Divine Star Position?"
Qin Shaofeng