"Father betrayed the ancestor and ended up like this. I won't repeat the same mistake." Li Yuanbang replied respectfully with a calm expression.
"You haven't reached Li Ce's level of cultivation yet," Ye Tianmo scoffed.
However, if you really want to rebel against me, I'll still think highly of you. Just don't be as stupid as Li Ce."
"Junior wouldn't dare." Li Yuanbang bowed deeply.
"Hypocrite, I'll give you more confidence." The Old Devil laughed strangely.
His laughter dazzled Li Yuanbang.
The formless voice seemed to have turned into a tangible image in front of him, from which he could appreciate the mysteries of martial arts.
Neither the former Great Emperor of the Western Qin, Li Ce, nor the current Lord of the Bitter Sea, Abbot Fa Kong, could give Li Yuanbang this secret.
He quickly immersed himself in it and comprehended it carefully.
The Old Devil sized up Li Yuanbang with interest and acknowledged his talent and comprehension.
