At Li Muxiu's words, the others' expressions shifted slightly. Some looked at Li Tiangang, while others lowered their heads without a word.
Li Tiangang showed no reaction to Li Muxiu's mockery. He simply remained silent.
Seeing him like this, Li Muxiu was surprised instead. He had thought his words would send the man into a towering rage.
Had he come to regret it?
The thought stirred in his mind. Suddenly, he heard He Jianlan say, "Second Uncle, please take a look at this letter Xuan Li sent, too."
Puzzled, Li Muxiu glanced at He Jianlan. Seeing her peculiar expression, he quickly opened the military report.
Before long, his pupils contracted slightly, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes.
That little brat had actually slain a Great Demon of the three immortalities?!
Li Muxiu thought he understood Li Hao well enough, but now the boy's rate of improvement had still exceeded his imagination. Or rather, he had once again shattered the ceiling for geniuses in the Great Yu Dynasty.
Defeating every Grandmaster under heaven was already outrageous enough, yet he could actually kill someone of the three immortalities now-and a Little Demon King in the undeclining realm, at that!
Had the report not stated that numerous Grandmasters had witnessed it, Li Muxiu would have suspected an error in the intelligence.
"Hao'er, Hao'er..."
Li Muxiu's lips trembled slightly. At this moment, he was more excited than anyone else. He could almost see the Li Family ushering in its greatest glory.
And yet.
His gaze soon dimmed again, and pain stabbed at his heart.
He turned to glare angrily at Li Tiangang. Seeing the man sitting there in silence, he felt both furious and tempted to laugh, but above all, he felt sorrow.
Blaming Li Tiangang was already meaningless. He did