Chapter 1136: Watching the Show
Over the centuries, the splendor of Shangjing City had never faded. The fires of war always swept toward it, ringing out the old and ushering in the new just like the passing years.
Kings were replaced, and the sun and moon took their turns in the sky.
Everything seemed to change, yet this bustling prosperity remained forever the same.
The liquor flowed down his throat, incredibly cool and refreshing.
Mister Qingshan looked up at the magnificent city. Since ancient times, countless people had tried to trample it beneath their feet—wave after wave of figures charging forward.
By the city gates, an old man stood yawning, seemingly waiting for someone.
Only when Mister Qingshan finally appeared did the unkempt old man open his eyes.
Chen Changsheng walked over to his side.
Their eyes met. The Old Sword Cultivator yawned and said, "Oh, you made it."