This sentence, when combined with his own perfect spear path and Jun Lin's spear path philosophy, suddenly gave him a feeling like countless paths converging to a single one.
It shook his mind and spirit.
Sitting motionless on the battlements of the city wall.
Fang Che suddenly felt his thoughts become a tangled mess.
As if something was consolidating but also something was being torn apart.
He sat quietly, motionless.
The gentle breeze blew, the bright moon hung in the sky, and stars twinkled, Duan Xiyang was long gone.
...
Duan Xiyang walked along the main road outside the city, inexplicably feeling somewhat delighted.
Even the night breeze brushing against his face felt somewhat soft.
He recalled what that little fellow said.
"Why do you learn the spear?"
"Because of you!"
"Why?"
"To defeat you!"
Duan Xiyang smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth.
An interesting little fellow.
