In Shinjuro's eyes, his eldest son was always a little too simple and innocent.
This was a good opportunity to let him see how Swordsmen carried out their missions.
Searching, investigating, slaying demons...
None of this was experience that could be passed on through words alone in everyday life.
As for safety?
Shinjuro was not worried at all.
Xia Xi's strength already far surpassed that of ordinary Swordsmen.
Never mind ordinary evil demons-
If that were all, there would have been nothing special about it. After all, stories of the strong preying on the weak and people dying for wealth happened every day. But with Xiang Tian's involvement, the powerful had their desires greatly magnified. Chen Xin and Wu Niu happened to get caught up in it, and a dazzling yet tragic story unfolded.
Faced with the astonishing reversal in the contest between the two, those who did not understand the circumstances attributed it to Sun Tian's monstrous comprehension and became determined to secure him for themselves.
"I cannot stand by and watch my men go to their deaths." The Western Heaven Ghost General remained unmoved, still holding fast to his convictions.
Beneath the cloth, several pieces of yam cake were neatly arranged, each one snow-white and lovely, with an enticing fragrance.
Do not assume Lu Changsheng could do whatever he pleased just because he was the protagonist. Events always had to unfold one step at a time. Those powerhouses who could obliterate heaven, earth, and everything in between right from the start belonged in other stories.
Meanwhile, Barrett gradually brought the ship to a stop. He wanted to see just what tricks this pink flamingo was going to pull, and he certainly would not mind sending them to their deaths ahead of schedule.
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