Li Guanyi replied: "General, your divine bravery, to die drunk on the battlefield is not an auspicious thing to say."
"Besides, in this manner, there will always be a chance to reunite."
Li Guanyi paused for a moment, then laughed and said: "But I've thought it over, if I were in the Western Regions riding a Fire Qilin and wearing a gold face mask, perhaps it would only be at one time..."
Li Guanyi stroked the Qilin's head, his gaze was calm, yet Wang Shunchen inexplicably sensed a serene and tranquil spirit.
Li Guanyi answered him:
"When the Western Regions are pacified and we move south to the southeast."
"In that battle, Li Guanyi would definitely be clad in Central Plains Ming Guang Heavenly King Armor, riding a Fire Qilin, wearing a gold face mask, wielding the Chi Xiao Divine Sword, displaying dignity and prestige across the world."
Wang Shunchen was stunned: "Hmm??"
"Jiangnan?"
"Chi Xiao Sword?"
