"I haven't had a good sleep for a long time," came Wang Chengcuo's deep voice through the phone, sounding somewhat haggard.
Luo Yong also sighed and said, "Indeed, it's been a long time since I slept peacefully."
"Does Brother Luo have something to tell me?" Wang Chengcuo asked.
Luo Yong said, "What do we practice martial arts for?"
"At the beginning, it was to look cool," Wang Chengcuo said.
Luo Yong was taken aback, then he chuckled as he remembered some incidents from his youth, "Yes, back then it was to look cool, to attract the gaze of pretty girls at all times. But also, it was with the dream of wandering the lands with a sword, upholding justice."
Wang Chengcuo said, "Exactly, we martial artists should stand guard over Divine Continent and protect our land and people."
"Our two families have been forced to bow down due to the location of our ancestral homes and the great forces that have ensnared us, but now, I want to make a different choice," Luo Yong said.
