In the crowd, Shen Daofeng seemed to be putting in much more effort than his brother, only opening his eyes just then.
He looked up at the sky and murmured, "A new day has dawned. Lazy clouds drift across the sky, their lower halves steeped in shadow, their upper halves still afloat in the sunlight…"
Shen Ying rolled his eyes beside him and said, "You two brothers have both been poisoned by Chu Qingcheng. You're getting more and more unbearable."
Shen Daofeng paid him no mind and continued to muse aloud, "That year, I was eighteen. It was the golden age of my life, but I was crushed by Shen Lang. That single defeat changed my entire life..."
Shen Ying was losing his mind. "Bro, you're only eighteen right now! It's only been a year since Cousin Shen Lang put you in your place. Do you really have to talk with the tone of a thousand-year-old man looking back on his life? And it's not exactly a glorious memory, you know!"
