"Haha! I never expected that I would be the one who is all talk and no action."
Looking at Qiu Ji, Di Zhongan suddenly burst out laughing. No longer caring about his white robe, he simply relaxed and lay down on the ground, staring blankly at the night sky. The autumn wind was desolate, yet it could not diminish the moonlight by even a fraction. Tonight's moonlight was as bright as ever; perhaps it was set off by the cloudless sky and the dim stars, but if the moon had no light of its own, what use would any surrounding contrast be?
Qiu Ji tilted his head, looked at the recumbent Di Zhongan, and smiled. "At least you have that intent in your heart, don't you?"
Chapter 273