"This senior brother."
Jiang Li quietly affixed several Featherweight Talismans onto himself, and stood on the wooden plank as light as a swallow, appearing as if he was Feng riding the wind, ready to ride it away at any moment, with an extraordinary presence.
He asked with a face full of curiosity, "Let's not talk about your search for Cao Xuande, or what it has to do with me, Jiang Li. Just tell me, what's the basis for calling me despicable and shameless?"
Why was he being called shameless?
Of course, it was because he did not adhere to martial virtues and specialized in attacking the lower regions.
But was that something that could be said out loud?