"A Li, you're crowding Brother Changsheng! Move over!"
A hand kept shoving A Li until his cheek was pressed intimately against the coffin.
A Li: "..."
There's no need for this. There really isn't.
This stone coffin is so big that three people could lie in it with room to spare. It's not like you two are spending your wedding night in here. Is this really necessary?
Yes, after learning that Chen Changsheng was leaving, A Li had also asked him to take him out of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
His reason was simple: the world was vast, and he wanted to see it.
Although Chen Changsheng had not accepted A Li as a disciple, he could still be considered half a disciple of his.
Naturally, Chen Changsheng would not refuse such a small request.
And so the scene above had unfolded.
Although the Hundred Defeats Immortal's stone coffin was spacious, it was still a little cramped with three people lying inside.
Chen Changsheng lay in the middle, with A Li and A Man on either side.
A Man complained that A Li was too big and was crowding Chen Changsheng, so A Li's face ended up pressed against the coffin wall.
After an unknown length of time, the commotion outside finally ceased.
Having suffered considerable "oppression," A Li pushed open the coffin lid.
"Sir, can't we use some other method?"
"What respectable person sleeps in a coffin every day?"
Ignoring A Li's complaints, Chen Changsheng got up and examined their surroundings.
The Bronze Ancient Hall here was utterly dilapidated, with most of its main structure long since gone.
After confirming that there was no danger, Chen Changsheng and the others climbed out of the stone coffin.
As he looked at the world outside, A Li's eyes brimmed with