A crescent moon hung high.
The mountains surrounding the Clear Sky Sect were lively yet peaceful, like a rainforest after a storm, with the calm laced with the chirping calls of animals.
At the cliffside.
Su Chen lay on Gu Yuena's lap, holding Zhu Zhuqing's and Ning Rongrong's martial souls—one large, one small—in his hands as he told everyone an infuriating story.
"Damn it!"
"I'm not trying to say anything, but is this Li Xunhuan... is something wrong with him?"
Huo Wu cursed anxiously.
Dugu Yan and the others nodded heavily as well.
"I'm seriously speechless."
"How could someone like Li Xunhuan exist?"
"Not only did he give away the woman he loved, he even gave all his family property to that man as her dowry."
"I really can't take it."
Ning Rongrong suddenly said, "Oh, I get it now. So this is where Brother Su Chen learned the essence of swordsmanship!"
"Of all martial arts under heaven, nothing is unbreakable; only speed is undefeated."
"That's right!"
Su Chen said with a solemn expression:
"Little Li Flying Dagger never misses. With a single dagger, none can stand against it, because of all martial arts under heaven, nothing is unbreakable; only speed is undefeated."
Zhu Zhuqing asked, "How does it compare to God King Tang's Hidden Weapons?"
Su Chen said disdainfully, "The very fact that you asked that is the greatest insult to my brother Li Xunhuan's character!"
"How can those methods that people of the martial world disdain from God King Tang possibly be mentioned in the same breath as my brother Li Xunhuan's flying daggers?"
The group did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Fine, fine, fine!
He was already calling him his brother now, was he?
Come to think of it.
Li Xunhuan was probably the man