Yuan'er's defeat of Li Qiuhao was a scene that Zhan Xing also remembered vividly, and he greatly admired the young girl's insight into swordsmanship.
"The other request is that I hope you will come out and help me!"
Bai Xiaofan said seriously to Zhan Xing after taking a sip of his drink.
"That's impossible. Since I've already chosen to retire, I won't come back out. I'm quite content with my life now!"
Without much thought, Zhan Xing decisively refused.
"Content? Content enough to let a few punks bully you? I know that even if Kōng does not act, you would, but once you do, you will never have peaceful days again. You know this better than me. And if you want a peaceful life, the only way is to kill all those who trouble you, but then, what difference would there be between you and your past self?"
Bai Xiaofan was not at all surprised by Zhan Xing's refusal, as if he had already expected such an answer.
Upon hearing Bai Xiaofan's words, Zhan Xing fell into deep thought.
