An unremarkable-looking old man stood opposite him. His thick black hair was combed with meticulous neatness, without the slightest trace of disarray.
His brows were long and slender, while his gaze was calm and deep, like two vast, undisturbed seas.
Beneath his straight nose, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upward, sketching a composed, unhurried smile.
Su Fan stepped forward, clasped his hands, and bowed. "Greetings, Senior..."
The old man smiled and waved his hand, his voice gentle yet naturally authoritative.
"I am Tai Guan Peak. I have descended to the lower realm this time specifically to meet you..."
"If Senior has something to say, please get straight to the point." Su Fan's tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Seeing how straightforward Su Fan was, Tai Guan Peak gave a soft laugh.
"The sects and Lineages responsible for the Ganlun Realm war zone were the ones who sent Qing Xuzi down to deal with you. You killed numerous Upper Realm clones without distinguishing right from wrong, and quite a few of them had nothing to do with this matter..."
After hearing this, a cold smile tugged at the corners of Su Fan's mouth.
Who cared whose clone they were? Since they came from the Upper Realm, killing them was only natural. Why bother with so many rules?
"Senior..."
He raised his eyes to Tai Guan Peak, his tone carrying a hint of cold severity.
"I have no interest in learning about the Upper Realm's filthy affairs. I only know that the Upper Realm Human Race's Daoist School first colluded with the Demon Race, then sent Qing Xuzi's true body down to kill me. I will settle this debt..."
"Kid..." Tai Guan Peak patiently tried to persuade him.
"Whoever provoked you, you can seek revenge on them. Why