Yulizi and the others rotated shifts every thirty days, and Su Che already found it rather exhausting. Yet this Senior Brother Jiang actually had to stand guard here for ten years.
The disciples of the Yellow Heaven Sect truly had it hard.
Then again, cultivators were simply easier to exploit than ordinary people. An ordinary person would have their vitality, energy, and spirit drained dry after working nonstop for a day or half a day, while cultivators could keep at it for ten years. Cultivation really was the foremost productive force.
"Oh, right, right, right. This junior brother forgot that Senior Brother has to stand guard here for ten years."
"I'm merely covering your shift."
Jiang Shoucheng said irritably.
"Our shift. For these ten years, it's our lineage's turn to take watch. Senior Brother Jiang, in your lofty integrity, took the whole burden upon yourself. Which one of us martial brothers doesn't admire you?"
"A lost bet is a lost bet. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Jiang Shoucheng no longer showed the steadiness he had displayed when they first met. Bored out of his mind, he flicked his whisk about.
There seemed to be a peculiar aura around Senior Brother Li. No matter how serious a person was, once they met him, they would become unserious.
"Ah, no, no."
Li Shouchang shook his head.
"You slacked off, boy. You should be calling Junior Brother Su Martial Uncle."
Jiang Shoucheng's expression darkened further. He stared at Li Shouchang with both eyes. "Since you like chatting so much, why don't you take my shift for a few months and let me rest? And have you considered this? If I call Junior Brother Su Martial Uncle, what should you call him?"
Li Shouchang smiled. "I don't mind. I could call Junior