"This time, I have the opportunity to see the Sword God, something I should have done twenty years ago, yet it's unlikely I would have a chance to see what he will be like in another twenty years."
"However, you do have the chance."
"On that day, when you pay tribute to me, don't forget to tell me what he looks like at that time."
Zou Songqing once again felt the notion of facing death.
However, he understood his master's wish, and thus, he simply promised without further discussion.
The Diancang Elder was greatly reassured and nodded with a smile.
Strangely, the heartfelt conversation between the Diancang master and disciple did not shy away from the presence of the three youngsters.
Zhao Shu and the other two listened to every word clearly.
Along the way, Shang Sufeng never mentioned taking disciples, but he had given them many pointers.
Hearing about his readiness to face death, they couldn't help but feel compassion.
