Wang Baole was seething with rage. He did not leave immediately, instead standing there as his thoughts swirled in his mind while he awaited the return of the blue-shirted cultivator. Before long, the blue-shirted cultivator returned, and with a single glance at Wang Baole's facial expression, he understood that Wang Baole had already understood the situation. Therefore, he put his jade slip away and stayed silent.
Looking at the blue-shirted cultivator, a flash appeared in Wang Baole's eyes. He cupped his fists and began to speak suddenly.
"Senior Brother, I was hot-tempered when I was on the Lower Academy Island. I was unfriendly with Lin Tianhao and once attacked his subordinates in front of him. He is well aware of my personality." Wang Baole's eyes flashed as he spoke from his heart.
