Xiang Laner couldn't figure out what exactly this senior brother wanted to discuss. As an onlooker, she still sensed an earth-shattering impact from his words—words that were mundane and straightforward yet somehow touched the soul in an inexplicable way.
She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, reassessing him once more.
Mulan Qingqing also gazed at him intently, finding his statements refreshingly new and confirming that he was indeed different from disciples of other sects, and even different from those of her own Su Yuan Sect. Those people couldn't speak such words.
His words were arrogant, yet she could feel they came from the heart.
Viewed from the perspective of a large sect or the Cultivation World, this man was insignificant, but at this moment in her eyes, his insignificance took on a spatial quality. A tiny person standing between the vast heavens and earth conveyed an indescribable sensation.
