The Blade Emperor let out a long sigh.
He wrapped his long sword, sheath and all, in cloth, placed it in a long box, and slung it over his shoulder.
"Let's go. Yang Fei's skill is beyond my expectations."
"But no matter what, I won't let you be in any danger."
The Demon Emperor raised his head proudly.
"I have the physique of a demigod; relying on just the people from Lanting Group, they absolutely can't stop the two of us."
He waved a goodbye to Chen Xingzhu.
"Little Zhu, don't send me off, just remember what I said. I'll be waiting for you and Zhong Xiang in the Mysterious Country."
Chen Xingzhu stared blankly at him.
At that moment, she recalled her childhood, when the Demon Emperor taught her to practice calligraphy and martial arts, tears welling up in her eyes.
The Demon Emperor looked at Chen Xingzhu longingly, seemingly waiting for something.
Seeing that Chen Xingzhu remained silent, he finally sighed and began climbing the stairs.
