"Deng... Qi! Why suddenly go by this name?" Helian Yunyun asked.
"Because there is a person surnamed Deng who will always be my hero's banner."
Helian Yunyun sat closer, her cangqing eyes filled with tenderness, "Is this hero's banner still flying now?"
"Pfft, I was just saying it casually. A new name for the Yellow River Gathering, new vibes!"
The admiration in the prairie girl's eyes instantly turned into worship, "Casual words, yet carrying such stories and sounding so good, you truly have talent!"
Zhao Rucheng: ...
For some reason, standing on the Arena now, Zhao Rucheng suddenly remembered this conversation.
He had no intention of missing anyone, so he cut off this thought.
At this moment, his gaze towards his opponent was calm and steady.
Deng Yue was already dead.
This "death" might be on a physical level or a Spiritual Soul Level.
But either way, the thought and emotion belonging to Deng Yue must have already ceased.
He was very clear about this.
