"Brother Luo."
"Jiang... Brother Jiang."
Ever since he had caught Old Qiu's eye, successfully reached Qi Blood Transport, and obtained the Starving Tiger Secret Medicine,
Jiang Shu could always notice that Luo Yongcheng would glance at him during spare moments, his eyes filled with a complicated expression. *It was as if he wanted to say something, but kept forcing himself to hold back.*
"Another senior brother broke through to the full-body Qi Blood circulation this month. With one less strong opponent, Brother Luo, you should be almost certain to get the Starving Tiger Secret Medicine this time."
"Yeah, I hope so."
Luo Yongcheng's voice was low. Since his last defeat, and after Old Qiu's pointed comments, his spirit had dropped sharply in just a month. *He radiated the gloom of an old man, as if he had reached the end of his days.*
"Brother Jiang, do you think I should really keep practicing Martial Arts?"
"Brother Luo, do you have a choice?"
