Looking back, Weisheng had all of these things happened to him but they were so random he couldn’t have found any connection between them.
He was completely defeated by the one thing he was good at, now his mind and heart were now in chaos.
It was at that time Li Shen’s hand suddenly shot out and grabbed his face.
Weisheng immediately let out a guttural scream because of the pain coming from his head. It felt as if something was branding itself on his soul and his head feel like it was about to explode.
After a few seconds, Li Shen removed his hand and Weisheng fainted.
A small plum blossom engulfed in dark flames was seen on his forehead that soon slowly started to fade away.
Suddenly, a furious shout roared from above.
“Bastard!! Get away from my grandson?!”
The figure of an old man appeared above the west gate. He immediately teleported in front of Li Shen and grab for his throat. His hand in the shape of a hawk's talons caused the void to tremble.