"Hey, hey, hey! Ghost Taoist, get one thing clear first!"
Li Ping'an quickly defended himself:
"It's not that I'm that great at fighting; Wang Tianran surrendered before me, so even though I made it to the final round of the Grand Ritual of the Heavenly Master, I can't beat the strongest disciples sent by the Four Great Noble Paths!"
"Shush!"
The Ghost Taoist made a gesture to stop talking and then threatened Li Ping'an by placing his hand on his shoulder:
"I don't care whether Wang Tianran was defeated by you or he surrendered himself, but the result is you won. So, you must do your utmost to secure the Imperial Court Offering spot for Mount Longhu! Otherwise... hehehe!"
"Old man, hold on, don't scare me first!"
Li Ping'an pouted and complained:
"I get your point, but disciples from the Four Great Noble Paths aren't just any common folks; you should know their strength too. So, I can fight with all my might, but you can't blame me if I lose!"
