The mountain that Liang Wangsun wanted to see and push down naturally was Mount Li.
The entire continent knew that Su Li was Mount Li.
In the past, the peak of the mountain was eminent and unapproachable. Even for experts high up on the Proclamation of Liberation, like Wang Po, Xiao Zhang, and Liang Wangsun, they were unable to challenge it head-on. However, right now, Su Li was heavily injured, and the peak had already begun to totter.
Liang Wangsun believed he had the qualifications and power to destroy this mountain peak. As a result, after he received this news, he rode the great carriage out of the estate, and arrived at the inn.
It was just that in front of the mountain, there stood another teenager.
If he wanted to push down the mountain, he needed to pass through the obstacle of this teenager.
“You are Chen Changsheng?”
Liang Wangsun looked at the teenager in front of the stone steps of the inn and asked calmly.
