"Master?!"
Yelu Lin was both delighted and confused. His master had just blurted out Li Huai's name. Could it be that his master knew Li Huai?
It seemed so, but having followed his master from a young age and shared a relationship as close as father and son with him, what did it matter if his master knew Li Huai? His master would surely stand by his side. With his master's intervention, Li Huai was as good as dead!
"Hmph!" Mou Canglang gave Yelu Lin a fierce glare, filled with a sense of disappointed resentment.
There was a time when Mou Canglang thought his disciple was among the finest of his generation, making him proud. But since encountering Li Huai, Mou Canglang had been deeply shaken. To put it bluntly, compared to Li Huai, his disciple was nothing but dross.
It was bad enough that he was weak, but what was worse, he had the misfortune to run afoul of Li Huai.
