What did he mean, he'd felt his time was up countless times? What did he mean, he wasn't even sure if he *could* die?
If not for the serious look on the Old City Lord's face, Feng Hao would have thought the old man was just showing off.
It was like a centenarian complaining to a group of young people that he'd lived too long and asking why he wasn't dead yet. An absolute, shameless flex.
In any case, as Feng Hao left the City Lord's Mansion, he was still mulling over the phrase, "whether or not I can die is up to the heavens."
Back at the Miao Medicine Tower, he inevitably ended up shooting the breeze with Kang Shuai and Wang Tongqian, and also took the opportunity to introduce the little Angel, Miao Feng, to them.
The night passed in cultivation, as usual.
Early the next morning, Xi Yueyao came running over. After extorting some parting gifts from the two "rogue" brothers, she and Feng Hao saw them off.
