C283 Thoughts in His Heart
After the ancient warrior had spoken his piece, the restless spirit within the iron halberd ceased its struggle and embraced tranquility. Seated amidst the ruins of a teetering pavilion, he gazed upon the massive fist imprint and lapsed into contemplation.
"Wu Wuji, even if I erred, vengeance must be mine. I'm aware you believe yourself not yet dead, aiming for the lofty peak of existence
