"I refuse!"
After a brief moment of shock, Zhou Yan refused with righteous indignation, without even thinking.
"Old Xie, not to criticize you, but even though we're close, going exploring, training, or chasing whatever karma from your past life is your own private business."
"Just us two lone men... two grown men, holding hands and reminiscing in the River of Time-is that appropriate!?"
As Zhou Yan spoke, he fanned himself furiously with his folding fan and backed away several steps, his face practically saying, "Stay the hell away from me."
What a joke!
Although Old Xie had been vague about his experiences in the River of Time, even thinking with his toes would tell him that it definitely hadn't been pleasant.
He had no desire to meet any damned past incarnation, not even Xie Changsheng's!
"Spare me that useless bullshit!"
Xie Changsheng sneered. How could he fail to see the twists and turns in that damned fox's mind?
"We're brothers who've lived and died together. How could I keep such an unparalleled opportunity to myself?"
He pressed closer with every step. "Old Zhou, weren't you complaining about how slowly your cultivation was progressing? Come on, your brother will take you to the River of Time to 'extend your session'!"
"Fuck off! I'm not going! My cultivation is perfectly fine! Foundations matter most!"
"Besides, I, Zhou Yan, have always acted openly and honorably, and I never claim relatives at random!"
Except for Luo Hongyi, Song Chi, Black Mountain, Red Wind, and the others exchanged bewildered looks, having absolutely no idea what riddles these two were speaking in.
What relatives? What karma? What did Old Xie going to the River of Time have to do with Old Zhou?
But although they didn't understand what had happened, there was one thing they could