"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Li, wait!" Seeing Li Huowang so resolute, Gao Zhijian hurriedly tried to stop him.
"Senior Brother Li, it's far too dangerous for you to go to Qingqiu alone. Why not stay here?"
"No need. I'm not that weak. Besides, if I stayed by your side, I'm afraid some people wouldn't sleep easy at night." As he spoke, Li Huowang glanced at the Imperial Preceptor.
Knowing that Li Huowang was about to head to Qingqiu to deal with the Dharma Sect, the Imperial Preceptor was naturally delighted. "Good! Brother Li understands righteousness deeply! This old man admires you!"
Li Huowang gave a cold snort, said nothing further, and left the Shang Jing imperial palace, where he had felt so ill at ease.
Qingqiu was a long way off, and the situation there was unclear. Li Huowang decided to set out that very day, too lazy to dawdle.
But just as Li Huowang stepped out through the main gate, he saw Lu Xiucai standing there with vacant eyes.
Suddenly, Lu Xiucai's knees buckled, and he knelt directly before Li Huowang. Then he smashed his forehead heavily against the ground and said through gritted teeth, "Master, I want revenge! I want to avenge my family!"
Li Huowang looked at him for a while before asking, "Who do you want revenge on?"
Lu Xiucai abruptly raised his head, his eyes brimming with boundless hatred. "The Dharma Sect! It was people from the Dharma Sect who killed my eldest brother and sister-in-law, and drove my father mad!!"
During the brief time Li Huowang had spent in the palace, Lu Xiucai seemed to have figured some things out.
"Facing those Witch Ministers of the Dharma Sect, can you survive with your three-legged-cat skills?"
"When it truly comes to fighting, don't count