"People nowadays all love putting on airs. If you ask me, what's the point of pretending? You only live once, so live for yourself. Why care about what others think? As long as I'm comfortable, that's enough." After saying this, Fatty wiped his grease-covered hand on his clothes.
Feng Qiwen frowned deeply. "Even so, you don't have to be this slovenly!"
"You think I don't want to tidy myself up? But I'm afraid. Once I start deliberately paying attention to something, it might slowly and subtly change me." Fatty looked utterly helpless.
"You..." Feng Qiwen began, only to be cut off when Ye Yu raised a hand.
Ye Yu rather liked dealing with people like this.
"Hm?" Fatty suddenly stared at Ye Yu. After a long while, he let out a strange cry. "You, you, you... Your obsession is far worse than this old man's. Let go of it and join us. You'll discover that the affairs of this world are nothing more than that."
Ye Yu glanced up at him, then turned to Feng Qiwen. "Let's go."
Feng Qiwen nodded happily.
After leaving the teahouse, the two hurried toward the nearest Teleportation Array.
The Divine Continent was vast beyond imagination. The Qingyunlei Three States were merely a small part of it.
To reach Central Province on foot alone would take years, and that was not even counting the Black Sea they would have to cross.
The Black Sea was the domain of sea demons. Since ancient times, countless cultivators had been devoured by them.
"As long as Young Master returns to the Xu family, the family head will certainly be overjoyed." Feng Qiwen said with a smile.
Leaving aside Ye Yu's talent, the mere fact that he had broken the curse was already a heaven-shaking matter.
Perhaps the Xu