Here, nothing slowed Wang Xiu's pace in the slightest.
Zhang Yuge, not realizing when he'd done it, had already lit a stick of Netherworld Incense to calm his nerves. "Phew..." he sighed. "Being Eldest Brother's sworn brother... the pressure is just too much!"
I originally thought that he and I, as brothers, could advance side-by-side. We would be like the sun and moon in the Firmament, shining together to illuminate an era. But now, Wang Xiu is already shining down from the Ninth Heaven, while I'm still stuck lighting up a ditch.
"Brother Zhang, give me one too. We need to cool off..." Li Zuoyue, Xiang Tiange, and the others also emerged.
"You're not contemplating the murals anymore?" Zhang Yuge asked, surprised. He was so preoccupied he didn't even notice Li Zuoyue's wandering hand draping over his shoulder.
"We'll definitely get back to it," Li Zuoyue said. "But we need a break first!"
