Seeing everyone disperse, Qi Hua did not say anything more.
He could not exactly insist on stopping that Great Sage now, then wait for the Great Sage to beat him back into his mother's womb before being satisfied.
With a Dao Lord stepping in, there was no need for punishment.
Watching everyone leave, Qi Hua pushed his wheelchair and prepared to head down the mountain.
Tap.
A pair of jade-white hands landed on the wheelchair's handles.
What entered his sight was a beautiful face blooming like a flower in a smile.
A pair of exquisite phoenix eyes appraised Qi Hua.
She clicked her tongue in amazement. "Who would have thought you were the Dao Child of the Taiyi Eastern Sovereign Sect? I said it—a cripple could not possibly possess such bearing. You must surely come from some great sect or school."
"Who are you calling a cripple?"
Qi Hua said, "Can't I simply not feel like walking?"
"If you aren't crippled, why didn't you stand when the Dao Lord was right before you?"
"That was because my legs went weak from fright."
"This humble woman is Ding Fei. May I know this Dao brother's honored name?"
"My name is Qi Hua. But I have a question—which of us is older?"
Ding Fei, pushing the wheelchair, could not help rolling her eyes.
On the road.
The two of them walked leisurely.
Shou He, with the Blood God Halberd on his back, tucked his hands into his sleeves. His wounds still ached faintly, and every step made him frown.
After thinking it over, he finally said, "Master Wei was still fair. Unfortunately, that young man's backing reaches the heavens. He is simply beyond anything we can shake. Even Master Wei had to yield him three parts out of respect."
Shou He