"Little Yuhao, don't overthink it. There's a reason that guy is a legend. I'm certain that if he wanted to become a god, he probably would have become one long ago. All you need to do is be yourself, and that's enough!" Sky Dream Ice Silkworm said comfortingly. At first, he had still felt a little competitive, thinking that once Huo Yuhao became strong enough, he would definitely teach Jiang Siming a good lesson.
But looking at it now, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's idea seemed rather laughable.
"I will, Brother Sky Dream!" Huo Yuhao's eyes were filled with determination. He had gone from trash to the genius people saw him as now—who could have imagined that at the start?
A small tavern in the Sun Moon Empire.
Discussions buzzed all around, all about that terrifying battle last night.
In an inconspicuous corner, a middle-aged man and a youth were drinking cup after cup.
"You bastard... are you even human?" The middle-aged man's face already showed a bit of drunkenness as he spoke, his tone carrying a hint of unwillingness to accept it.
"What, not convinced?" The youth drained the wine in his cup in one gulp, the corner of his mouth carrying a faint smile.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and likewise drained his cup in one gulp.
"For someone like you, is there truly anything in this world you still care about? At your level, there's no room left for your strength to improve. What exactly is everything you do for? I'm very curious!" Long Xiaoyao gazed meaningfully at Jiang Siming across from him.
"By that logic, shouldn't I go renounce the world and become a monk?" Jiang Siming couldn't help rolling his eyes at him.
"Renounce the world and become a monk? What is a monk?" Long