Boris felt slightly less indignant after hearing what The Swor had to say.
Since The Swordsman was still unable to execute his seventh sta meant his abilities were still not on
par with that of someone who was halfway to breaking through the Profound Oriental Realm.
However,e to think of it, were there that many experts who had managed to break through the
Profound Oriental Realm?
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“I’m going to find a young woman I can use to satisfy my urges. I’ll see you tomorrow…” The
Swordsman said as he turned to leave.
“National Martial Bureau employees have been stationed at Jonford. recently. Keep an eye out for
them…” Boris said.
“National Martial Bureau? What are they doing at Jonford?”
An ugly look appeared on The Swordsman’s face. He would not be able to travel as he pleased if
National Martial Bureau employees. were here.
He could have no fear of the National Martial Bureau back at the
ck Wind Mountains, but since he was on foreign territory now, he did not dare act rashly.
He had killed a warrior from the National Martial Bureau in the past, and it had resulted in three
Mystique Loyalty Realm great– grandmasters persecuting him for over a half-year.
He had no wish to live that kind of life again.
Boris had a half smile on his face as he said, “You should just stay here and allow my godson to
provide you with all the need. He’ll provide you with all the food and drink you desir also send you
the women you desire in two days…”
The Swordsman’s kink grossed him out, but since they were same side, Boris knew he had to support
him in all his endeavors
The Swordsman gazed at the luxuriously decorated room and smacked his lips together before saying,
“When did you find yourself such a wonderful godson, Boris?”
Most Mystique Loyalty Realm experts had extreme wealth at their disposal, but all of the ck Wind
Mountains’ Mystique Loyalty Realm experts were dirt poor.
The ck Wind Mountains were located in a geographically disadvantaged area, and they had to
spend huge amounts of money every year purchasing cultivation resources because of ack of
natural supply.
The two masters of the ck Wind Mountains had started with tens of billions of dors to their name,
but everyst penny had been used up.
Meanwhile, all the warriors were on the National Martial Bureau’s radar, and they would easily be
recognized by the facial recognition technology the other party employed.
Trying to make a name for themselves in the mortal world would be as difficult as reaching the
heavens.
“My godson is smart and ambitious, Swordsman… He has a bright future ahead of him!”
Boris stroked his mustache as a grin appeared on his face.
After a half month of enjoying himself, he no longer wanted to return to the ck Wind Mountains.
An idea began materializing in his mind. He wanted to help Duncan. achieve great things.
The Swordsman smiled. “Thinking of spending the rest of your days here?”
A warrior’s life would always have highs and lows.
As they ascended through the different realms, their friends and enemies would also achieve even
greater cultivations.
Cultivation resources were a necessity in ascending to even higher realms, and conflict was inevitable
whenpeting against each other for ess to those resources.
They would be a fool if their wish was to spend their remaining years in peace.
“I’ll be 120 years old in a few months… I’ve been both a kind and an evil person in the hundred years
that have passed! I’m tired of this life, where I constantly need to be either killing someone or be on the
run!”
Boris moved to stand by the window.
He sped his hands behind his back, a tired look in his eyes.
The Swordsman went to stand by the window too.
However, he did not say anything:
Boris smiled as he turned to him. “Have you ever felt lonely?”
“Lonely? Do experts never feel lonely? It doesn’t matter if you’re mere mortal or a warrior. You’ll feel a
certain loneliness onc skills arrive at a certain level.”
The Swordsman crossed his arms over his chest as he spoke cal
Then, he nced at Boris and smiled. “I never expected you to feel lonely when you were able to kill
your beloved!”
Borisughed silently. “People change as time passes. Is there anyone who wasn’t so vigorous when
they were younger?”
The Swordsman agreed with that.
During his younger days, he had been so ambitious he had sworn he would make something
worthwhile of himself.
He even joined the army to serve his country during the war.
After killing multiple enemies, he became loved and respected by many.
Now, he was still killing people left and right. However, things had changed.
The line between goodness and evil was a thin one.
Boris added, “If we were to work together, we might be able to help. Duncan create the next Young
family!”
When he heard the words ‘the Young family’…