"Tian Bu Xiu, remember the words I say to you!"
At that moment.
The voice of Jiang Hui suddenly echoed in Tian Bu Xiu's mind, vast and distant, audible only to him.
Jiang Hui didn't intend to linger here any longer than necessary. He preferred being behind the scenes rather than in the spotlight. Although there were some secrets in the Grand Red Sky, he was not interested.
Upon hearing this, Tian Bu Xiu's expression instantly became solemn, and he nodded seriously.
His impression of The Master of Liu Village had greatly changed.
He now understood that the other party was not as unfeeling as thought. It wasn't that he didn't want to lend a hand, it could be that having lived long enough and witnessed too many dirty deeds in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he unconsciously lost his initial faith for this homeland.
Indeed.
If all that the Master of Liu Village had spoken about were true, then anyone's hope would be extinguished if their rescuer was murdered by their own people.