Wenren Sheng naturally was not going to handle any paperwork. He simply left the Heroic Spirit World and gave Li Yuanfeng a call.
"What? That kid refused to let you visit? Is something wrong with his head?" Li Yuanfeng flew into a rage at once.
This was a slap in his face. Wenren Sheng had informed him in advance and only gone over after receiving his approval.
For the other party to refuse Wenren Sheng was, in truth, to refuse him.
"Yes, there is indeed something wrong with his head, and it is quite serious. He needs treatment," Wenren Sheng said with complete sincerity.
"Let me go take a look. Things have been too busy outside lately, and I have not had time to attend to that side." Li Yuanfeng sighed.
In truth, he already had a good idea of what was going on.
He had been an emperor for a long time. What sort of human hearts had he not seen? People who had once been willing to die for him had gradually grown arrogant after a series of promotions, eventually becoming organizers of secret opposition against him.
That was perfectly normal. Power and wealth quickly corrupted the human heart. The odds of it happening were high, which meant it was bound to happen; one simply did not know who it would happen to.
It seemed this time it had happened to his Fourth Disciple.
The human heart... How many tragedies and comedies were born because of you, and perished because of you?
Thinking this, Li Yuanfeng exchanged a few more words with Wenren Sheng, then hung up, preparing to deal with the matter personally.
Then, three days later, Wenren Sheng received shocking news: Emperor Old Li had been trapped...
It was said that he was truly trapped,