But "living a meaningful life" is a very difficult task, and very few people can achieve it.
Sang Biao could tell that Li Zheng must have grand ambitions; otherwise, he wouldn't be so desperate, joining the Celestial Dragon Race's battlefield with such weak power to fight alongside them.
He sincerely respected Li Zheng, admired his courage and determination to raise his blade against the strong as a "weakling."
Next, the three of them walked and stopped along the way, occasionally exchanging a few words.
Five hours later, Li Zheng's leg was completely healed, and he could walk by himself.
With Sang Biao's escort, there was no need to worry about safety along the way. Li Zheng even took a two-hour nap on Feng Yue's back.
After getting down, Li Zheng deliberately strayed a few times, leading the two to a spot where Old Pu had detected low-level twisted creatures, harvesting two Red Magic Crystals.
Finally, the buildings of the gathering area appeared in the trio's vision.
