In the small dark hall within the fortress, the burly man opened his eyes, feeling the presence of a teenager in his midst.
'I didn't feel this person coming in.'
Dead… His shadows should be dead.
Very slowly, the burly man uncrossed his feet, standing rising unhurriedly to his feet.
"Senior... As per my knowledge, my fortress should have no hatred with your great self. And if I'm mistaken, please allow me to mend our ways and compensate your esteemed self.”
He cupped his hands in respect, inwardly shocked by Chu Che's presence.
Are you telling him the senior in his mouth was but a scrawny kid no older than 17?
Why are the heavens so biased? Even if one was cultivating in their mother's womb, how can he be stronger than him, an existence at the peak of the True Qi Realm?
He believed himself to be a genius. But seeing the boy before him made his intestines turn green with unwillingness.
No! He had to quickly send his ancestor away if he was to keep his neck.