Jiang Wang deliberately chose to exit the city through the gate opposite the massive turtle beast.
In the city, he moved neither hurriedly nor slowly, but once outside, he sped along the road and quickly reached the countryside.
"Alas."
In the howling wind, he suddenly heard such a sigh.
"I wonder why this traveler is in such a rush?"
Jiang Wang stopped and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword.
As he looked at the figure that had suddenly appeared before him, he said slowly, "Escaping for my life, I had no choice but to hurry."
The man who appeared before him was a handsome young cultivator, dressed in plain clothes, with a face that bore no particular expression, yet his eyes somehow conveyed a sense of melancholy.
He smiled, "Aren't you the savior of You Nation, the great hero who destroyed the Thousand-Absolute Curse? What life are you fleeing from?"
Jiang Wang sighed, "Perhaps I am not."
