In the city Lord’s main hall.
Zhao Li did not waste any time. He sat down cross-legged and asked, “Do you have the blueprint drawn?”
Su Yu shook his head. “I haven’t confirmed the exact shape of it yet. The general idea is that it’s a book type.”
“You don’t deserve it!”
”...”
Su Yu stared at him in a daze. Teacher, these words are a little piercing!
Zhao li said impolitely, “Your Dao is not a book! Remember! You are using the name of a book to do unrighteous things. In my opinion, it is better to forge it into a knife, sword, axe, fork, and so on.”
“That won’t do. That doesn’t match my temperament!”
Su Yu shook his head and refused. His body changed. His white clothes were as white as snow. With his hands behind his back, he looked up at the starry sky, he said, “Teacher, it’s not appropriate for me to hold a knife like this, right? I have to hold a book. Moreover, I have vast knowledge. Just based on cultivation techniques alone, I know thousands of cultivation techniques!”
