"Yes, Father." Wu Bi nodded and sighed. "I really don't know how he cultivated. He's so young and seems to know everything…"
"This world is too big. There are countless geniuses! Don't compare yourself to such a person. We should only compare ourselves." Wu Di seemed to have thought of something and sighed.
"That's right." Wu Bi agreed.
...
Five days later.
Han Zhao and the others were only halfway there.
After all, there were many Skin Tempering martial artists in the team, and horses were not something ordinary people could afford. They could only travel slowly.
As the group hurried along the dense forest by the river, Han Zhao suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.
"What's wrong?" Lu Yi asked.
"Brother Han?"
Su Tianqi was a little puzzled.
"Continue on your way. I'll catch up to you soon." Han Zhao smiled faintly and dismounted.
The avatar followed closely behind and stood beside him.
