"So, you're not a deserter."
Li Zheng sat down cross-legged, trying to dispel his fear as he asked, "In that case, did you ever tell anyone about the presence of that figure?"
"Never mentioned it." Drunken Evil Xiao chuckled bitterly, "After all, saying something like this from my mouth would just sound like an excuse for abandoning the battle. Perhaps it's the nature of my Celestial Dragon Race, but after being infected by that emotion, it took about twenty years for the fear to gradually dissipate, and I returned to normal life."
Turns out it could dissipate over time?
But even the battle-loving Celestial Dragon Race needed over twenty years to dispel the fear; for Li Zheng, if he didn't use some techniques, it would take even longer.
