Old Man Chu looked at the tattered old man, who was choking on his wine with a face as red as a beetroot and gasping for breath. The fire of gossip in Old Man Chu's eyes not only failed to die down, but burned even brighter. Seemingly remembering something, he picked up his teacup, took a sip to calm his nerves, and said with an expression of pure envy:
"Still, I really admire that precious disciple of yours. When I was coming back from the Demonic Domain, I actually caught a trace of the sword intent he left behind... Good grief, he really doesn't put off getting revenge until tomorrow, does he?"
With great difficulty, the tattered old man finally caught his breath. At those words, he abruptly straightened his back, his heavily wrinkled face instantly blooming with a pride as if he himself had achieved the glory.
Chapter 319