Of course, the main reason was that Mei Siren couldn't wait any longer.
"With just one word from this old man, You Tu doesn't even need more than a day to come over for chess."
"You Xu Xiaoshou, you've given this old man so much face by letting him sit here for so long?"
The more Mei Siren thought about it, the angrier he got.
Not to mention Bazhun'an's method of letting Xu Xiaoshou master the sword was to learn to fight.
He couldn't teach Xu Xiaoshou the Ancient Sword Technique if he were to rely on the feeling in his heart.
If he didn't give himself a good shaking, it would be hard to get rid of the depression in his heart!
...
"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"
On the road leading to the Forest of Miracles, Xu Xiaoshou kept sneezing.
"Did you catch a cold?"
Lei Xi'er glanced at the person in front who had mastered the Ice-Type Upanishad and couldn't help but ask.
