Shi Cang stood still, his posture upright.
The starry sky behind him remained as before, with the debris of the Star Beast floating not far away...
He Chuan sighed and said, "Cut off the communication."
Shi Cang stubbornly stood there, with a hint of obstinacy in his determined eyes, saying, "Marshal, let me look at you a bit longer."
He Chuan laughed and said, "This old face of mine is so worn it's about to decay, what's there to see."
Shi Cang pursed his lips, not making a sound.
He Chuan, while speaking, was clearly struggling, but his voice remained as calm as before. Seeing Shi Cang's stubborn look, it seemed like a child having a quarrel with an adult, waiting for the adult to concede first...
"You..."
"Even at this age, yet still so innocently naive..." He Chuan said at this point, noticing a slight twitch in Shi Cang's expression, his smile becoming more amiable, then turning the conversation, he said, "That's the nice way to put it; to be harsh, it's childish."
