We Are the Same Kind of People!

Li Yao was about to spat on Wuying Qi's face and curse that his words were nothing more than bulls*it. How could he have been so shameless as to say that "everything in the past will be pardoned"? Did he really think that "Vulture Li Yao, the Black Wind King" was a three-year-old?

His heart tightened, he suddenly realized what was wrong, and his back was covered in a cold sweat. Pretending to be shocked, he blurted out, "A country of Cultivators, what is that? I have said that Firefly was already destroyed in civil wars, and the Star Ocean Republic is no more. What country of Cultivators are you talking about?"

"Hehe, your reaction was quick enough and did not give yourself away."

Wuying Qi said with a smile, "However, it is useless. You and I are both clear that what I am talking about is not the Star Ocean Republic but a country at the edge of the cosmos whose name is unknown but whose strength is remarkable."