"Tang San!"
"I do indeed think highly of you, but that is all. Do not try to test the limits of my patience!"
"I think highly of your Hidden Weapons, but that does not mean I absolutely need them. Understand?"
"Your Hidden Weapons may play a crucial role at certain times, but before absolute strength—"
"All Hidden Weapons are nothing but flashy tricks!"
"Just like now..."
"You possess twin martial souls and every advantage others lack, but... in the end, you are still kneeling before me!"
"Ultimately, you are simply too weak!"
Hun Xiu did not care what Tang San was thinking. In his view, he could keep the current Tang San under control.
He was merely an ant.
Suppressing him would take no more than the turn of a hand! Tang San's greatest use to him right now was his Hidden Weapons...
Once Tang San had fully exhausted his value?
There would be one less soul master named Tang San in this world!...
Tang San gritted his teeth!
Although Hun Xiu's words were unpleasant to hear, they were indeed reality!
He was still too weak.
In this world—
The strong were revered! The weak? They had no right to bargain with the strong unless... they were equally strong, on the same level! And the current Tang San was ultimately far, far too weak.
"Tang San, I know you are unwilling to accept this. Do not worry, I will give you enough time to grow. Of course, whether you can grow strong enough to surpass me is your own business!"
Tang San remained on his knees!
The flames of fury burned fiercely in his heart as he secretly swore, Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never mock a poor young man!
Tang San