Central City, within a certain training room.
Jue Ji stood to one side, her expression cold and indifferent, as she looked across at Wei Cangsheng and asked, "Why have you dragged me here?"
Wei Cangsheng smiled and said, "I haven't had time to properly stretch my limbs since waking up. And now, I must deal with such a fierce youngster tomorrow. You should help me warm up a bit; I've nearly forgotten how to wield my sword."
Jue Ji responded indifferently, "Haven't the numerous Daluo Heaven debates been enough for your warm-up?"
Wei Cangsheng chuckled, "How can those little demons compare to Zhou Bai? The boy is so fierce that teaching him a lesson without harming his life is no easy feat."
At this point, a trace of sorrow flashed across Wei Cangsheng's face, "According to those righteous deities, at most... I only have three more months to live."
Jue Ji looked at him unexpectedly, "Three months?"
