"Phew!"
The Wei Prince of Wei Prince's Residence took a deep breath. After casting all the emotions in his mind aside, he did not think any further. There was no meaning in dwelling on such matters now, no matter what happened next.
When soldiers came, generals would block them; when water came, earth would dam it!
Jiang Taiping Continent.
The bonfire gathering was still underway. Many Mocking Heaven Sect disciples excitedly discussed what they had seen and heard over these past days, their voices rather loud. Though they appeared to be conversing with the companions beside them, their peripheral vision kept drifting toward Chen Qiu. Clearly, they cared greatly whether their sect master had heard their conversation. Not everyone dared to come up and speak to Chen Qiu alone.
Chen Qiu merely listened quietly with a soft smile, never interrupting.
Only after being imprisoned in that palace for seven years could one understand how precious such seemingly ordinary freedom truly was.
He was enjoying this moment as well.
Especially Little Handsome, the secret realm host, who was enjoying it even more. He was already somewhat drunk as he sat beside the bonfire, gazing at the endless tribulation clouds overhead and the lightning constantly flashing within them. He murmured, "So beautiful... If only Little Beauty could see this scene too."
"Beautiful?"
Fat Dragon cocked his head. "Looks like you've never been struck by lightning. You're the first person I've ever seen call tribulation clouds beautiful. Once that thing comes crashing down on you, then you'll know whether it's beautiful or not."
"Of course I know tribulation clouds are extremely dangerous."
Little Handsome said in a daze, "But one cannot deny that they possess a charm that cannot be concealed. The more threatening something is, the more alluring it often becomes. A