"This stretch of time feels exceedingly long. The physical strength of a Heaven-Rank Warrior is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
Guo Ye smiled faintly.
He had a general understanding of Xia Liu's situation.
Having his cultivation completely dispersed yet still being able to face it with such tolerance—such unyielding resilience was not something a typical martial artist could possess.
Moreover, he was fortunate to have earned Guo Man's admiration.
Could this be considered finding blessings in misfortunes...?
"I sometimes wish I could always have been an ordinary person—it would spare me from experiencing so much."
"Xia Liu, do you think we can win?"
Guo Man didn't want Xia Liu to continue indulging in aimless thoughts and quickly shifted the topic between him and Guo Ye.
Martial cultivation to Xia Liu functioned like a double-edged sword.
It bestowed upon him a life full of varied experiences, but also cursed him with the most harrowing fate.
