Qin Yang stared at Qin Kun for a long while, then spoke in a grave voice with utmost sincerity.
"Master Qin, rest assured. You have taught me the Winter Severing Method with such dedication. I will definitely give it everything I have and strive to injure even a single hair on your head!"
For one brief instant, Qin Yang had thought Qin Kun had chickened out.
The moment that thought surfaced, Qin Yang snuffed it out.
Impossible! Qin Kun was already something of a legend in his heart.
Black Shadow might seem somewhat unreliable now, but that was only because he had lost his power. Without that power, if he still tried to show off, he would die a miserable, miserable death.
Yet just from Black Shadow's left hand, one could more or less glimpse how powerful Black Shadow had been at his peak.
And such a Black Shadow had still been hacked to death and dismembered by Qin Kun after his death, then suppressed within the Sea Eye of a great world.
Now that Black Shadow had seen Qin Kun himself, he had fainted from fright on the spot.
On top of that, Qin Kun was currently the only ruthless man known to have been afflicted by the Heart-Wither Curse and yet managed to resolve it on his own.
In Qin Yang's heart, Qin Kun was a clansman he needed to look up to as one looked up at lofty mountains—the greatest big shot the old Qin family had ever produced.
How could Qin Kun possibly chicken out? Impossible.
A big shot's head could be severed, his blood could flow, but his persona could not collapse.
How could his persona collapse within a single chapter?
I don't believe it! To maintain the necessary respect, Qin Yang had taken out