"Cowardice is just cowardice! Talking about preserving a useful body?"
Fang Che spat, "For tens of thousands of years, batches and batches of Guardian seniors have died. The blood of Jianghu heroes is boiling! Even the ancestors of your Sect have died batch after batch. How did they die? Of old age! Of old age!"
"They did manage to increase their cultivation, and they did have the ability to do something, but then they died of old age... Hahaha..."
Fang Che laughed mercilessly and mockingly, "Even now, preserving a 'useful body,' continuing to curry favor, flatter, and bow submissively in front of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, continuing to survive pathetically!"
