"You're really something, strutting around with your tail almost up to the sky."
Brother Cheng teased while chuckling to himself.
I have plenty of Origins and don't rely on any single one to make a living.
The dependency on the Sword Origin isn't as high as you think.
Moreover... the Perfect Sword Dao doesn't need any Origin support at all.
"Yeah, so what? Disgruntled?"
In front of him, Qiu Yuxuan didn't even bother with image management.
After all, they knew each other's character quite well.
She even leaned in, her face just three centimeters from Brother Cheng's handsome one, continuing to provoke closely.
"It doesn't matter if you're not happy with it, what I'm saying is all true."
Her fragrant breath was as refreshing as orchids.
But the aggressiveness in her gaze was too strong.
"One day, you'll live in my shadow, begging me to grant you a bit of Sword Origin. Just you wait."
Brother Cheng was a bit dumbfounded.
