Bab 1142: Going After Dongfang Liuyun? (1)

Morrison's words made Qi Feng look much happier. He silently looked down at his own legs, and after a long while, his lips curved upwards.

"These legs have lost sensation for six years now. In these past six years, I've forgotten how it's like to stand." You could hear a coldness in his raspy voice. When Morrison turned to look at him, it was not hard to catch a hint of darkness in Qi Feng's eyes.

Morrison knew what Qi Feng was thinking, so he could not help but sigh. "Master, you'll get better. Six years have passed us by. Whatever happens, we can't just resign ourselves to this adversity."

Resign to adversity?

When he heard these words, Qi Feng revealed a stern smile.

There was no such thing as resigning to adversities in his dictionary of life! As the saying went, legitimacy belonged to the victor. In his fight with Mu Yuchen, it was still early to see who would be getting the last laugh!

What was the best way to get rid of resentment?