"No change in action... no change in name..."
"Just say yes or no."
Chu Qing waved his hand:
"Your bones are shattered, meridians severed, any misstep could cost your life... so save your breath."
"..."
After some contemplation, Chu Huai Feng said:
"Yes."
"Don't you age?"
Chu Qing asked a question that wasn't crucial but was something he was curious about.
Chu Huai Feng took Chu Qing's words to heart and answered concisely:
"No."
"Why?"
"Martial Arts."
"Martial Arts can make you forever young?"
"I can."
The conversation was indeed unfruitful, Chu Qing grinned:
"Then what Martial Arts do you practice?"
"...Cold Corpse Record."
As Chu Huai Feng said this, he glanced at Chu Qing, his expression complex.
It wasn't the hatred one would expect from facing an enemy, but rather a bit of relief and pity.
Chu Qing wasn't unfamiliar with such a look, as Ling Beichen had also looked at him with a similar sense of relief before.
