"You're sure it's not nonsense?"
Is it really not just wishful thinking?"
"Are you sure you aren't dreaming?"
Jin Ming held the bottle of elixir, stunned, with his hand trembling slightly. In his eyes, a trace of complex emotions flickered as he looked at Chu Mo and earnestly asked, "Brother Lu, are you serious?"
Chu Mo nodded.
Jin Ming was about to kneel down, to give Chu Mo a grand salute!
Such a favor is the equivalent of a second life!
It may seem as though Jin Ming has been much more cheerful lately, all the laughter and joy, but that's just a facade. The deep sorrow has long been hidden away.
The hatred that runs deep within him, wasn't it something Jin Ming wanted to avenge?
Indeed, he did!
But on what could he base his vengeance?
With his pathetic state of Early Foundation Establishment, could he find Zhu Hong to seek revenge?
That would just be a daydream!
It was not even tantamount to using an egg to hit a stone, rather hitting a stone with foam!
