At Chen Changsheng's words, Zhang Bairen raised a brow.
"I knew you were up to no good."
"Luckily, I never believed you would lay down the butcher's knife. Otherwise, you'd be laughing at me right now."
Glancing at the complaining Zhang Bairen, Chen Changsheng said calmly.
"I can admit that my methods were wrong. After all, no one in this world is incapable of making mistakes."
"But no one can stop me from doing what I want to do."
"If the old methods no longer suit this era, then I'll learn new ones."
"I may be getting on in years, but I'm Old in Years, Young at Heart."
"If necessary, I can fight alongside them for another hundred thousand years!"
Hearing this, Zhang Bairen laughed happily.
"Old in Years, Young at Heart indeed!"
"Only those who are not defeated by time have the right to call themselves strong."
"As for those cowards who bow beneath time's feet, I, Zhang Bairen, have never deigned to look at them directly."
"By the way, what are you planning to do next? Don't tell me you're going straight to fight the Wang family ancestor?"
At that, Chen Changsheng glanced at himself within the memories and said calmly.
"The Netherworld Ghost Fire is indeed powerful, but against a powerhouse at the level of the Wang family ancestor, it is clearly not enough."
"So before confronting the Wang family ancestor, I made some other preparations as well."
"What preparations?"
"Just watch."
As he spoke, the scenes around them shifted rapidly, and "Chen Changsheng" appeared inside a pavilion.
Yun Ya Zi sat leisurely before Chen Changsheng.
"You disappeared for more than forty thousand years. What made you come looking for me?"
Seeing Yun Ya Zi's unconcerned demeanor, "Chen Changsheng" smiled faintly. "Wasn't it just that I didn't