"Even, not just an ordinary True Immortal."
"It is very likely, once a Nameless Immortal!"
Li Fan lowered his head, hiding the thoughts in his eyes. His feet quickly moved, heading towards his residence.
"Guest, come play!"
"Brother Ma, long time no see. Come over for a drink!"
"You rascal, finally caught you again! Don't run!"
...
Wandering through Ji Le City, different calls continuously echoed in his ears. Accompanying the rising and falling sounds, there were also memories related to those voices.
The owners of these voices might be old friends he made at brothels while listening to music all day, sworn brothers he had life-and-death bonds with, or enemies who caused him trouble.
Scenes rapidly surged, truly as if experienced personally.
However, Li Fan just turned a deaf ear, lowering his head, not hurrying or slowing, rushing to his destination.
