Within the Purple Bamboo Forest, Jiang Zhi repeatedly pondered over this sentence.
It seemed like a response to what he was thinking in his heart.
He felt something within him, yet there were two wills that seemed to be clashing.
A breath of energy spread from his body, even causing the wooden hairpin of the thin Daoist Nun to tremble slightly.
Chu Huaixu felt the black little sword in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly vibrate, as if exhilarated by meeting a worthy opponent.
But all of this happened in just a moment.
The Daoist Junior Martial Uncle in the white robe returned to normal.
He looked around at everyone and asked, "Who carved those ugly characters on the Gentleman Stele?"
Everyone's gaze fell on Chu Huaixu.
"Was it you?" Jiang Zhi asked.
Chu Huaixu nodded slightly but said nothing.
At the time, he felt something and was influenced by the Heart Sword in his Sea of Consciousness, angrily carving this sentence from "Guanzi" on the Gentleman Stele.
