Inside the Jiangmeng Inn, the Seventeenth Prince paced back and forth outside Li Tianming's door, frantic beyond measure.
He had sent so many messages, yet Li Tianming had not answered a single one!
He was still utterly baffled by the conflict just now. He knew nothing at all. In the end, Prince Ye blasted the barrier once, the barrier exploded, and they simply withdrew like that?
Although the main purpose of this trip to the Source of Ten Thousand Evils was to gather money for Li Tianming, and he did not need to gain anything himself, this fellow had been useless his whole life. He wanted a sense of participation!
"Damn this sense of participation, why is it so hard to satisfy?!" The Seventeenth Prince cursed heaven, cursed earth, and cursed Li Tianming. "That little princess of the Second Warden must have been saved. That dead white-haired bastard must be busy playing the hero saving the beauty... The question is, at best he can only defeat someone with Old Sixteen's strength. How did he manage it?"
In any case, he was completely in the dark.
Just then, the dead white-haired bastard he had mentioned swaggered into the Jiangmeng Inn and returned to his door.
"What do you want?" Li Tianming asked.
"We'll talk inside!" Once Li Tianming opened the door, the Seventeenth Prince shoved him in. With a face full of grievance, he said, "What was that? You took all the glory for yourself and didn't leave even a single hair for me?"
"What disgusting nonsense are you talking about?" Li Tianming rolled his eyes, then said, "Anyway, don't worry. It's settled, and you rendered great merit too. That strike of yours against the barrier was crucial. If not for that, why would those villains have been scared into blowing