"Hmm," Li Ping'an nodded, then leaned back in his chair with a sigh.
He had just rested for half a year, and now new enemies had come.
Father's Great Fortune indeed.
However...
Li Ping'an glanced at the glowing lights over the spirit platform and, upon reflection, his thoughts became lively again.
The tribulations of his father probably correlated with the demon cultivators behind Forge-Heaven Gate.
Since Forge-Heaven Gate had taken the step to attack, there was no reason for them not to fight back courageously.
"Elder, please send a message to my father first."
"Alright," Yansheng stood up to leave but then suddenly remembered something, turned around, and looked at Li Ping'an, "Could it be because of that matter?"
Li Ping'an blinked, "Which matter?"
"Ping'an, you have been at Sea Watch Sect for the past half year and might not be aware of this."
Elder Yansheng said in a solemn voice:
