"Junior Brother..."
"Master, Big Senior Brother."
Sun Jiubei, lost in confusion, heard Song Yin's words and quickly raised his head, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"You have practiced for only a short time, and although you have talent, your state of mind still needs tempering, which I have always told you. Now is a good opportunity for such tempering. Those who confuse minds with sophistry and disrupt the fundamental principles are from the Demonic Path. Against such heretics, I have taught you what to do..."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jiubei's face lit up with joy.
Big Senior Brother could explain.
Big Senior Brother is invincible in this world, he could surely elucidate this heresy and dispel the doubts in my heart.
Only...
Big Senior Brother, aren't you going to argue?
What are you raising your hand for?
At this moment, Song Yin raised his palm high, fingers spread out, as a wisp of White Qi appeared above his hand.
