Li Dazhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile slowly spread across his lips.
"Dad," Li Ping'an asked, "do you have a plan?"
Li Dazhi said, "I do have a plan, but it's a bit... a bit, heh heh."
A bit heh heh?
Li Ping'an suspected his father was driving a joke, but lacked any concrete evidence.
Li Dazhi said, "This is indeed somewhat immoral, but the effect should be good. Son, come closer. Today, your father will pass on all his life's learnings to help you soar to great heights and bring glory to the Human Race!"
Like this, like that.
Li Dazhi whispered his instructions for a while, and Li Ping'an's expression grew increasingly odd, even a bit guilty.
"Dad, you should do it."
"What nonsense, I'm not a Heavenly Official," Li Dazhi muttered, "I can't join the Eastern Alliance as an official now. Your grandmaster has been good to us, father and son. I must make the Wanyun Sect truly prosper before I even consider taking office."
Li Ping'an:...