"Marry and have children...?"
Li Shaobai smiled and nodded under Xiao Wu's shocked gaze.
"Yes, that's what everyone thinks."
"I'll keep practicing my swordsmanship, marry my fiancée Rongrong, and take over my master Sword Douluo's position protecting the sect."
"I..."
"Wait! You have a fiancée?!" Xiao Wu abruptly interrupted Li Shaobai, her little face suddenly flushing red, then turning pale.
"Mm, yes." Li Shaobai answered frankly. "I carry the hopes of reviving my family and sect. Things like who my wife will be were settled long ago."
"..."
Xiao Wu fell silent, huffed, then angrily jumped off Li Shaobai's back.
"Li Shaobai, don't you have any desires of your own? Do you just do whatever other people tell you to?"
She stamped her foot hard, leaving Li Shaobai bewildered once again.
"Wait, weren't you feeling down just now because your family died? And now you can..."
"Never mind, recovering is a good thing, after all... hmm?!"
In a flash, Li Shaobai gripped his Martial Soul, the Phoenix Cry Sword, as four Soul Rings-two yellow and two purple-swiftly appeared.
"Li Shaobai, you..."
Before Xiao Wu could react, Li Shaobai's stern expression frightened her flushed little face pale, and she obediently hid behind him.
"Senior, my younger sister and I accidentally ended up stranded in this wilderness."
"But may I ask what you mean by suddenly blocking our path?"
Dressed in coarse hemp clothing and holding a flawless, pure-white longsword, Li Shaobai spoke in a clear voice as he stared gravely ahead.
Xiao Wu cautiously poked her head out from behind Li Shaobai, only then discovering that a strange figure had appeared in front of them at some unknown point.
The figure wore a cloak and held a square staff, and a few words of unknown meaning were inscribed on the skin