Sorrow?
Zhongshan Wei Sun fails to understand.
Neither do the spectators in the stands.
This vast world, this boundless sea of people, each has their own sorrows and joys.
The myriad beings in this world, all those beyond one's body…
Are but spectators to me.
This heart's sorrow can no longer be spoken of, this resentment no one knows.
There's no need for anyone to know!
Zhongshan Wei Sun, in his Soldier Slayer armor, saw Yan Shaofei looking at everything with sorrowful eyes, the jade ring in his hair suddenly exploded, his hair dancing wildly.
The sorrow in his eyes vanished, replaced by brilliance and joy.
That kind of ultimate, overflowing joy almost seemed to stream from his eyes.
However, for some reason, seeing this "joy" made others feel even heavier inside.
For Zhongshan Wei Sun, the emotional changes of his opponent were secondary; what was crucial at this moment was that he clearly felt his opponent's momentum soaring rapidly!
