Was Shi Hao strong? He was. Was he a monstrous genius? Indeed, he was.
However, still, no one was optimistic about Shi Hao.
Why?
The Wu Family had merely dispatched a martial artist of the first Dharma appearance and already suppressed Shi Hao so completely that he couldn't fight back. Aside from that circumstance, the Wu Family wouldn't brag about having a hundred such experts, but surely twenty or thirty, right?
So, what could Shi Hao possibly rely on?
He was doomed.
What a pity, indeed.
Everyone lamented that such a dual genius in both alchemy and martial arts, because he had offended a wastrel, was ultimately going to lose his life; truly a waste.
"Shi Hao, the elder respects your exceptional talents; it'd be a pity if you died. He's willing to offer you a special pardon, sparing your life and even grant a marriage with a lady from the Wu Family to you. Why aren't you kneeling to thank him for this mercy!" At this moment, a voice suddenly roared like thunder.
