Three days later, Xu Fan saw the transformed Wang Xiangchi.
"Not bad."
Just these two words made Wang Xiangchi excited.
"Thank you, Master, for protecting my disciple!" Wang Xiangchi said gratefully, now feeling a bit frightened when he thought back.
At that time, he really cut off all his retreats, leaving no room for regret.
Although he made his way through, every time he thought about it, he still felt lingering fear.
What if he had failed at that time?
"How could I not protect my disciple when I've trained him for so many years and watched him walk on a dead end because of a mere Demon Venerable?" Xu Fan said indifferently.
"It's fine to challenge your limits, but don't cut off all your retreats. One wrong step, and even your master won't be able to save you."
"Disciple knows his mistake."
