"You're not old; you're only forty-four, in the prime of your life."
Li Hanguang's voice was tinged with regret:
"You've taken the wrong path, gone astray, and drifted further and further."
"Hahahaha!!"
Shen Juke suddenly burst into laughter:
"The wrong path? There are countless paths in the world. Who dares claim they're always on the right one? I pursue what my heart desires and work hard towards it. Where exactly did I go wrong?"
"A gentleman takes what he likes with integrity.
"For selfish gain, relying on Martial Arts to seize and plunder, how is that not wrong?"
Li Hanguang's face was full of anger:
"In the past, when you held a sword, for what purpose was it?"
"Holding a sword... to achieve my desires!"
Li Hanguang, upon hearing this, laughed:
"If that were truly the case, then why are you so despondent now?"
"Because... what I pursued has come to nothing."
With those words, Shen Juke tapped his foot:
"Come, let me see what skills you still have!?"
