On Guangchengzi's teaching platform, Shen Gongbao was imparting teachings and expounding the scriptures.
Yuanshi saw him from afar, and the gloom in his heart deepened.
"Greetings, Master."
Shen Gongbao had just withdrawn his Magic Seal when he bowed in salute.
Yuanshi swept him a cold glance and snorted through his nose.
"Master seems troubled. If this disciple can be of service, please tell me."
Shen Gongbao's eyes burned with fervor, full of earnest devotion.
So long as he could ease his Master's worries, he would have no regrets even in death.
"Good. Go kill Human Emperor Di Xin."
Yuanshi's voice was icy. "If you cannot do it, do not set foot on Kunlun Mountain again."
Shen Gongbao looked up in shock. Watching Yuanshi's resolute departing back, the fervor in his eyes gradually died away, leaving only desolation.
He rose to his feet and looked around the empty, lonely Transmission Plaza. Bitterness welled up in his heart. So he had stubbornly believed all along that as long as he gave everything he had, he could earn his Master's favor and regard.
Only now did he understand that this thought had been nothing but a self-deceiving illusion!
Yuanshi had ordered him to assassinate Human Emperor Di Xin. Yet Di Xin was already a Quasi-Saint great power, while he himself did not even know where the threshold to Quasi-Sainthood lay.
Not to mention that Di Xin was presently surrounded by powerful experts, all Quasi-Saint-level figures of the Jie Sect. Any one of them could scatter his soul and annihilate both body and spirit.
Yuanshi's words were plainly sending him to the executioner's block.
If Yuanshi had shown even the slightest warmth just now—if he had offered so much as a word of comfort or a single look—Shen Gongbao would have willingly gone to