At this moment, as he looked into Yue Qingli's eyes, Xu Zimei felt slightly stirred.
Those were a pair of eyes he had never seen before.
It seemed impossible to describe them in words.
They were fiery, resilient, deep and boundless like a still pond, without a single ripple.
Yet, within the still water seemed to lie an indescribably terrifying force.
Looking at Yue Qingli, Xu Zimei could feel the silent, deep roar within the other's heart.
"Go to Slaughter City," Xu Zimei nodded, replying indifferently.
"I'll teach you what you need to be taught.
As for how much you'll achieve in the future, it's all up to you."
Yue Qingli nodded, and just as the two were ready to leave Three-Eyed Mountain and head north to Slaughter City,
a group of people in black suddenly emerged from the foot of the mountain, blocking their path.
These people in black were completely shrouded in dark clothing, even their faces covered by black veils.
