Every cell in Adrian's body told him to erase this bastard that put him on a cliffhanger. He couldn't blame him yes, but did he care— actually, yes.
Why?
Well, it would spoil his plans to pretend to be and weakened senior. No one would be comfortable with a moody person who does things at their digression.
"I have no limits— but my urge to see the end of things holds me back! You will live today, Guan Wei! For now!" Adrian thought as he retracted his mana.
"Thank you, young man, I might look like I am in my prime, but I am very old, and my talent has ended. If all goes as it is, I shall die in 20 years!"
Adrian said with a raspy old lady voice.
The cultivators looked in pity. They cultivated to attain enlightenment, so seeing a senior who seemed kind and noble fail due to being unable to break through to the next realm, stirred emotions in them.
"Senior… my condolences!" Said an oni masked man sporting blades on him and a blue hanfu.
