Wu Li's Father

Wu Li returned to reality from his stupor, but now he felt even more dazed, rooted to the spot, afraid to move.

The old monk was unpredictable in his emotions but terrifying in his strength.

Approaching Wu Li, his grimy arm wrapped around Wu Li's neck, he spoke, "Kid, no, wait, you're not a kid anymore. I see you're quite exceptional. Do you want to follow me from now on?"

"You're right!" Wu Li couldn't even catch his breath, only able to nod frantically.

He believed everything the old monk said.

"Don't be afraid. Your bones are extraordinary. I sincerely consider you my son. Don't disappoint me!"

The old monk forcefully pulled Wu Li out of the mountain.

Lord Hengmu also rose, utterly shocked.

"How is this possible? I had already controlled him, why would he still attack me?"

He couldn't comprehend it at all.