"Master, why are you inside?"
"Uh… Haven't I come to look for you? Come on, go up! Don't embarrass your master!"
Ao Yi could see in the corner of his eyes, the old Daoist Yuan Ze hurriedly floating back to the sky with the two young girls. They were flying rather quickly and when they returned to the crowd, it was as if nothing happened…
Then, Li Changshou flew into the air and bowed.
"I'm Li Changshou, a disciple of the Little Qiong Peak. Hello…"
A familiar voice slowly traveled through the night sky. Ao Yi's legs trembled as he staggered forward.
He had lost…
Actually, he had lost again.
When he was ten years old, he wanted to lose, but Li Changshou admitted defeat before him. In fact, he was the real loser…
Today…
I have the Water-Condensed Spiritual Pearl that Mother had given me, but I can't even break these simple trapping array formations.