Zhao Changhe looked at the flagon of wine that Tang Buqi was carrying and asked, “Are you here to say goodbye?“0

Tang Buqi said matter-of-factly, “Yes. I don’t want you to think that I’m driving you out, so doesn’t it make sense for me to have a little drink with you as a proper farewell?“0

Zhao Changhe was at a loss for words.0

Tang Buqi sat down at the table and continued, “Also, I think you would also agree that you should take a break from practicing. There’s no end to cultivation. I recall my aunt also told you to slow down, didn’t she?“0

Zhao Changhe also sat down and said with a smile, “I’m already taking things pretty slowly at the moment. I’m just refining and nurturing my vicious qi, and I’m not even rushing to break through.“0

“It sounds as if you’re saying that you can break through whenever you want.“0

Zhao Changhe smiled and said nothing.0

Tang Buqi picked up the flagon and poured both of them a cup of wine. He looked a little gloomy and said, “I said I was going to travel and experience the world, but it looks like that won’t be happening any time soon.“0

Zhao Changhe raised his cup and clinked it with his. “Your kind of training doesn’t really need that kind of experience. You don’t really need to roam the jianghu. In fact, I don’t know why your aunt doesn’t want me to stay here for a while longer. I feel like it would be quite good for me to work together with the military...0