"Heh heh."
Chi Xue's eyes gleamed darkly as he looked toward a certain direction and said, "Some of those old codgers truly can't restrain themselves, but as a loose cultivator, even if one's as strong as the Shenxiao Peak, following along would still be nothing more than cannon fodder, a pawn on the board!"
"If I don't go, I can still eke out a living for a while longer."
"That one-in-ten-thousand chance—I've no interest in gambling on it!"
Blood Ming Divine Sparrow sneered, "Coward!"
Chi Xue couldn't help but laugh, sighing, "And you're bold."
"Since you've made up your mind, I won't stand in your way. Be cautious; although the War King Clan is decent, their strength is equally limited."
"I'm not a fool!"
Chi Xue wasn't offended; after being companions with Blood Ming Divine Sparrow for millennia, he was all too familiar with its temper—this was already mild.
If it were regarding other matters, Blood Ming Divine Sparrow would dare yell and curse him to his face.
