Lü Yue was instantly dumbfounded. Was this mission of his really going to end so miserably—in failure?
No, it absolutely could not end like this. He immediately said,
"Wait, Great Grandmaster, please hear me out. As for the flaw in your foundation, my Young Master may be able to help you make up for that regret."
This was the biggest bait—and the greatest sincerity—he could offer. Setting aside the matter of a Celestial, which was little more than a hazy illusion, Lü Yue was not absolutely certain that a flawed martial foundation could be repaired. But before he came, Meng Zhao had specifically instructed him on this point, so he had to give it a try.
The moment those words left his mouth, Xie Wanzhi looked up. His eyes, once fairly refined, now turned cold and sharp as knife blades. A bone-chilling aura rushed at him, while a vast, surging pressure like the sea rolled ceaselessly toward Lü Yue.
Lü Yue endured it in the end. After all, Xie Wanzhi did not truly intend to harm him, to crush him alive and shatter his mind, so he stopped at just the right point.
"Heh, boy, you should know that some things cannot be said carelessly. Loose words come at a price."
Suppressing the unease in his heart, Lü Yue opened his eyes wide and met Xie Wanzhi's gaze, sincerity filling his face.
"This lowly one would never dare spout nonsense before a Great Grandmaster. Before I set out, my Young Master specifically instructed me to say this. He said that although the Great Grandmaster left back then burdened by regret, and though you have now achieved the Great Grandmaster realm, you may not truly have healed your old ailments and old injuries. He can think of a way to help