"In your eyes, Hu Shuisheng is very cunning, but in my eyes, he's quite foolish," Gao Fei said indifferently. "I used a simple scheme to make him suffer a great loss, and he almost died at my hands."
"Compared to you, I'm far behind," Jiang Qilong sighed. "It's like one of us is in heaven and the other on earth. Oh, by the way, I've heard something that you might be interested in."
"What is it?" Gao Fei asked.
"I heard that Hu Shuisheng's cultivation has greatly diminished, from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Golden Core Realm."
"Is that true?"
"I heard it through the grapevine, whether it's true or not, I don't know."
"I hope it's true," Gao Fei said softly. "If Hu Shuisheng has fallen to the Golden Core Realm, then he's not a threat. I could easily kill him."
They chatted while they hurried on their way, and the journey wasn't lonely.
Time flew by, and before they knew it, night had fallen.
