Mom, You Wouldn't Want...

In Li Jing's eyes, this was undoubtedly proof that their "affair" had been nailed down completely.

"Di Xin! You stole my wife and shamed my innocence. I, Li Jing, swear I will make your Great Shang's altars of state collapse, and leave not even chickens or dogs alive!"

After venting for a while, Li Jing gradually calmed down.

He thought of his two sons.

Now his wife had run off, his son had become his enemy, and the only ones he could count on were those two older sons of his, his eldest and second son, who were studying under famous masters.

"If you meet with some great calamity, you may go to the wooden hut thirty li south of the city to find me..."

He remembered the instructions that mysterious old man had left behind when he took the children away all those years ago.

Now his wife had run off with Di Xin. To him, Li Jing, this was simply the greatest extraordinary shame and humiliation of his life. How could it not count as a great calamity?

Li Jing could not wait another moment. He cast an escape art and sped all the way south. Half a day later, as expected, he saw an extremely crude wooden hut in the wilderness.

Calling it crude was already praise. It looked as if a single gust of wind could blow it down.

"This is the place."

Li Jing took a deep breath, calmed his violently pounding heart, and according to the instructions, lightly knocked three times on the door.

The next instant, the originally rough wooden door actually rippled open like water. The ripples swiftly spread, spun, and in the blink of an eye turned into a deep, mysterious purple vortex that gave off pure spiritual energy. Within the