If I Don't Enter Hell, Who Will? (1)

"Hmm?" The captain was stunned, not understanding the meaning of Xu Qing's sudden words.

"What has it got to do with me? What's going on? Little Qing, are you showing off to me? If it wasn't for my letter…"

Xu Qing glanced at the captain.

The captain coughed.

"If it wasn't for that letter…"

His expression turned serious and he spoke solemnly.

"I've actually wanted to tell you for a long time. We cultivators need to be alone. Only then can we have an iron-like will to complete our beliefs. Only then can we calmly face all difficulties!"

"Woman, heh, is it as delicious as an apple?" The captain fiercely took a bite of the apple and revealed a hint of disdain.

"They are the peaks and boulders that block our way. They are shackles that affect the speed of drawing our swords and are a hell. You have to be careful about this. Don't learn from Old Third. Previously, when I advised you to follow Fairy Zi Xuan, it was mostly a joke."