"Fellow Daoist Li, don't be so agitated. All the villains you mentioned are dead by now. What's the use of shouting at me? I just arrived and don't know what's going on yet." Supreme Elder Qingwei spoke with an innocent look. He had never met me and had no intention of protecting me, so at this moment, it was all the clearer who was truly standing behind me.
"Grandpa! City Lord Xia will be fine!" Qingwei Xin corrected him. Supreme Elder Qingwei shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Xin'er, you child. At a time like this, you still want to protect him. Do you know how worried I was about you?"
"Heh, spare me the sob story. Fellow Daoist Qingwei, why don't you at least tell us what to do now? My son and grandson have both had their Dao bodies ruined. If you don't offer some compensation, don't blame me for doing the same to your son and granddaughter today!" Supreme Elder Li looked ferocious as he reached out, clearly demanding compensation.
Supreme Elder Qingwei immediately shook his head. Then he pointed at the Lawless Realm being held by a young wastrel and said, "Old Li, how can you blame me for this? Since you want compensation, how about you take the thing left here? What do you think?"
The old man Li took one look and reached out to pull it over. I sneered inwardly. Isn't this old fool practically digging his own grave?
"Father, be careful! Don't touch that thing!"
Just then, Li Aoshu suddenly cried out, making the old man Li stop his hand at once. I felt his gaze freeze in midair, while the old man Li furrowed his brows at the Bone of Creation. Clearly, his son's warning had startled him. "What is it?