At this moment, Gu Song approached with a sinister sneer, "Kid, weren't you going to kill me? With just you? You can't even touch a single hair of mine; are you relying on your mouth? Young man, sometimes it's not wrong to bow your head, because as long as the green hills are there, you won't fear running out of firewood!"
"Since you were able to refine such an elixir, you can refine a second one. How can I, a person of mediocre talent who has endured bitter cultivation, possibly be an opponent for someone with your exceptional gift in the medical arts?"
"You are only in your twenties, but I, an old man, am almost sixty!"
"One day, sooner or later, you will surpass me. By that time, wanting to kill me will be as easy for you as it is for me to want to kill you now—effortless! But, boy, you don't know how to keep a low profile, to bow your head. Therefore, today will be your day of death!"
