I Need to Find a Stick
"I am Su Yang, you can also call me Brother Yang."
At this moment, Su Yang suddenly felt incredibly relaxed and content. It was a feeling he had never experienced since coming to this world. Perhaps it was because he had not yet encountered such pure kindness since arriving here.
But it could also be because he hadn't ventured out much. After all, he had only been in this world for about two months and had mostly stayed in his own residence, practicing sword techniques.
In such a vast world, how much had he really seen? How could he assert that there was no kindness in the world? Perhaps it was time for him to explore this world.
If he stayed at home and flew around outside, how could he witness the lives of ordinary people? It contradicted his ideals.
Suddenly, Su Yang felt the urge to travel through the world. He could wield his sword anywhere, not necessarily confined to his own courtyard.