"Adding this time, oh my, how much must this old chap like this lad?"
Li Guanyi couldn't help but marvel.
The Green Robed Sword Madman simply said gently,
"Although Sword Madman is well-known, he can't compare to the legends of the Martial World, can he?"
Thinking of the man in the green robe, Li Guanyi calmly replied, "The level of one's Martial Arts does not determine whether one is a hero. The Qingpao Changsheng disregards human life, and the seniors of the Taoist Sect are indifferent to the mundane world. Although both are unparalleled gems of the Martial Arts, they are not heroes!"
"Even if one has weak Martial Arts, daring to draw one's sword against the mighty in this world still counts as bold and heroic."
"As a mere Martial Artist, yet defying two countries, how is he not a hero?"
The green-robed old man suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha, excellent, excellent!"
He laughed heartily and joyously.
