"Big Senior Brother isn't dead, yet you wish he were. When Big Senior Brother is about to die, you then wish for him to live."
Zhang Fei Xuan bitter-smiled and said, "Really, acting like a whore but still wanting to erect a chaste memorial arch!"
In an instant, many thoughts rushed through his mind. He remembered the time when, as a mortal, a flood approached, and he was the only one left alive in the whole city, then taken by the sects to fill in the tragic sights of the flood.
He thought again of the Xumi Vein period, the tragic appearances of the mortals he saved, and also the hardships of the mortals when he first entered the Southern Plains.
It was because of Big Senior Brother that the mortals could have a better life.
It was Big Senior Brother that allowed him and the others to settle down and indulge in thoughts of how, after Big Senior Brother had fought, they would take revenge on those sects.
Big Senior Brother was like the sun, purifying their souls as well.