Reading through the entire letter, aside from the first sentence that still carried some information, the rest was all criticism of his sloppy lifestyle. It implored him to eat well, dress warmly, repair the house, take good care of himself, and so on.
Over thousands of words, the image of a nagging Cloth Daoist leaped off the page.
Gu Wen smiled knowingly and put away the letter, then headed back into the house on his own.
Ao Heng and Baidi Xun, the two demons, knowing they were not welcome, bowed slightly and then swiftly left through Flying Escape.
After traveling over ten miles, they couldn't help but look back toward the courtyard and sigh.
Now relegated to losers, but the true talents of their world preferred to see how far those who had defeated them could go. The heavens may be jealous of geniuses, but talent does not envy talent.
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