Fortunately, there was still soup in the pot, so Chen Xuantian filled a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the silent Yang Yunzhao.
"Brother Yang, since that blind guy suggested I make friends with you, I'll treat you like a friend and speak honestly.
Don't take yourself too seriously. Your skills now, in front of others, are just nothing. At most, they're like a loud fart.
Once it goes 'boom', it's gone.
So take my advice, stop thinking about all that nonsense. Nowadays, the Heavenly Dao's version is the strong preying on the weak. Just stick with me honestly, I'll lift you up; together we'll fight monsters and get strong, we'll practice hard and go out mighty, invincible across the land.
Then you can be a chivalrous hero if you want, uphold justice if you wish, even change the Heavenly Dao version to rule by law and no one will bother you. Wouldn't it be wonderful?"
Chan Zi squinted and chimed in,
"Relying on drinking your bone soup?"
Chen Xuantian corrected him,
