"Big Bai, I'm so tired. Where exactly are we going?"
Dressed in a blue-green robe, he dangled a grass root from his mouth, both hands tucked against his chest, his face wearing a lazy look of utter indifference.
They had been walking for three days since leaving Chao Ge. Even a donkey needed to stop for some fodder, didn't it?
Ahead, the youth dressed in white, a Three-Foot Greenedge Sword on his back, seemed like a merciless walking machine, capable only of trudging onward with his head down.
Hearing the blue-green-robed man's words, the youth in white turned back and asked in some confusion, "Ouyezi, weren't you the one who said we should go out? Why are you asking me where we're going?"
"All I bloody said was that I wanted to travel far from home. How would I know anything about a destination?" the blue-green-robed man answered helplessly.
Then, as though it were perfectly self-evident, he began lecturing, "Besides, when you travel far from home, it's never the destination you seek. It's being on the road. Why are you so fixated on an outcome?"
The youth in white thought it over and felt that it seemed quite reasonable-at least far more reasonable than squatting in a tree reciting those sayings that stirred his sword heart.
Even now, recalling how he had stood in a tree loudly reciting those mortifying sayings still made his toes curl faintly with embarrassment.
But the youth in white did not know where to go either. From birth until now, he had never even left Chaoge City.
As the strongest great swordsman of Chaoge City's Li Clan, he had existed as their strongest weapon from the moment he was born.
He needed no thoughts of his own, no emotions of his own. He needed only