This thing... there's even a king?
Damn, could there be some kind of underground competition?
Man, this is just too much.
"Addiction is big, sigh, I understand, back in the day, when I was your age, I had the spirit of 'a fine sword comes from the sharpening, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold,' overcoming gods if they block my path, overcoming Buddhas if they block my path. Back then, the sisters in Xiling would go weak at the knees when they saw me..."
Song Luping's thoughts seemed to skip quickly; he began reminiscing wistfully about the glorious days of the past.
Lin Li blinked his eyes; this guy looks like he's only in his twenties, and he's already reminiscing? His time seems to have been too fleeting.
Well, I guess it makes sense, after all, he's already using magic oil now.
But under the current circumstances, Lin Li felt embarrassed to interrupt, so he could only listen to him reminisce and even had to play along:
