Cangli then introduced Li Weiyi to everyone, recounting the brutal battle by the Sui River a month ago. But before long, the topic of discussion shifted to the peerless battle atop the Sui River between Cangli and the Dragon Gate inheritor.
Only after listening for quite a while did Li Weiyi learn that such things had happened after he fled that night.
Having been thoroughly pushed to the margins, Li Songlin left with Li Weiyi.
He smiled. "Don't mind it! You should know that no elder brother will find his little sister's sweetheart pleasing to the eye. They will always rack their brains trying to pick faults in you. But the fact that he carried that booklet of insights on opening the Ninth Spring with him showed that he had put thought into it."
"It's just that Xue Zheng's little spectacle in the street earlier was probably twisted and spread wildly by someone, so he has quite an issue with you."
"Young people—especially young people as gifted as he is—are very proud. Naturally, their words are sharper."
"But there is one thing I very much agree with. Fight—you must fight. If you do not break through the ancestral field, how will you defeat Xue Zheng?"
"After Cangli burst onto the scene, the Nine Li Tribe has attached great importance to victories and defeats among the younger generation. In Cangli's generation, they want to rise again and suppress the Sui Sect, Three Chen Palace, Tianyi Gate, and Coffin Sea Pavilion."
"Rest assured, Fourth Uncle. I will give everything I have to break through to the Ninth Spring." Li Weiyi remained calm as he put away the booklet Cangli had given him.
He had not truly needed it. After all, he had three ancient fossil-like masters. But if he had refused Cangli