"Besides, you are advanced in years. Even with the Little Divine Blade in hand, you might not be able to handle them."
Blind Chen was startled at these words. He turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Do you know who I am?"
Xu Lang smiled. "The leader of the Xieling sect, the commander of Changsheng Mountain, a man from the Xiangyin lineage—how could I not know? But since you are now wandering in the Capital and have passed your sixtieth year, why not enjoy your remaining years in peace here? If you are ever in need, my cousin, Wang Fatty, and I will certainly see to your final rites."
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