"Haha!"
Looking at the excited Feng Wuchen, Tianming couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Tianming, why are you laughing? Don't you want it? You used to be an assassin of Tianying Pavilion, don't you seek more powerful strength?" Feng Wuchen asked Tianming.
"I do, of course I do, but it will take several years or even decades. Who doesn't want to become stronger? The stronger you are, the better you can protect the people you want to protect. But right now, I don't want to; Ling'er is my everything." Tianming smiled gently, his mind filled with Ling'er's sweet smile.
"Ling'er? I just went to see her a few days ago; she has extremely high talent and might ascend in just a few years." Feng Wuchen shrugged with a smile.
"Brother Feng, you don't understand yet." Tianming patted Feng Wuchen's shoulder and smiled, "Everyone's ideas and pursuits are different. You pursue stronger power; I pursue stability and taking good care of Ling'er."
