"Alas, we brothers have traversed many places, yet we haven't made a name for ourselves, much to Tao Yu's amusement."
Li Yong, who led the group, spoke of the difficulties they faced as they journeyed on.
It was clear that they were seasoned hands, with some skill to their name.
They had drifted from under Du Fuwei to Xiao Xi's command, and then to Shen Faxing, followed by Lin Shihong, before finally heading to Wagang Village. After their leader was killed by Li Mi, they felt it wasn't the place for them and started running.
It felt like they had traveled everywhere under the heavens.
"Look on the bright side, having survived so many battles is already the greatest of luck."
Tao Yu said comfortingly.
And this wasn't just words of consolation. Even before Yang Guang had died, heroes had already begun to rise everywhere.
It was now even more turbulent, a truly Chaotic Era.
