"A guard is a guard, and a servant is a servant."
"With just this bit of strength, why bring up the new Seven Sword Deity? Like Feng Xiao who's a cause for ridicule?"
With a swish, everyone's eyes turned to the outside of the Yougui Pavilion. Even the members of the Ghost God gang couldn't help but look over.
Feng Xiao's face turned red. He covered his ears and almost buried his head in his chest.
"My brother!"
He suddenly raised his head again and regained his energy. He strode into the pavilion and said as he walked.
"I can't take it anymore."
"But you're a true disciple of the Burial Sword Tomb. You've cultivated the 10 Sections of the Finger Sword and can even hurt Senior Ghostface. How can you be inferior to others with your cultivation level?"
"Swordsmen of our generation should press forward and fight for the name...You have the potential to be one of the Seven Sword Deity!"