"The Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relations and worldly affairs," Pan Mountain Eagle said to himself.
...
"Have you run far enough?"
Zhou Xuan's deep voice, enhanced by perception, condensed into a sound wave that spread rapidly along the ground, reaching every inch of the Medical College, and naturally, also the ears of that black-robed man.
The black-robed man quickened his pace upon hearing the voice,
While Zhou Xuan finally opened his eyes, the dragon force recently accumulated under his feet had not diminished; instead, because of long-standing restraint, his war intent had already grown strong.
"Ride the dragon into the abyss, the dragon walks a thousand miles."
Zhou Xuan tapped the ground with the tip of his right toe, the dragon qi contracted into a point, and at Zhou Xuan's toe, it quickly contracted, plunging deep underground.
