Heavenly King Hall.
"Hiss..."
Black and White Impermanence both drew sharp breaths.
"Old Mu, you even sent those three demons there?"
And it wasn't just those three. Two Kings had been hiding nearby!
Just how much preparation had Old Mu made for this operation?
The couple had stormed over to confront Old Mu for not sending them. Now both their faces burned with embarrassment.
What made the two of them think they could compare to Two Kings?!
Old Mu had clearly prepared for every possibility today.
Old Mu stared at the livestream for a moment before settling back into his recliner.
"Little Black, you and your wife have strength to spare, but you don't plan far enough ahead. You always say strength can crush any scheme. After today's battle, do you still believe that?"
Black Impermanence thought of Su Ye fighting opponents above his level on the battlefield.
And of Black, an Eighth Order Demon Race member who had slain a Demon King.
His once-proud head drooped.
If he hadn't witnessed today's battle, Black Impermanence would never have taken those two youngsters' fighting strength seriously.
Yet the Evil Eye Demon Dragon, at the Ninth Tier Peak and stronger than him, and the Phantom Sound King had both fallen to those young men's blades.
What right did he have to be arrogant?
"Old Mu, I understand. My wife and I will rein in our pride and never underestimate anyone again."
Old Mu nodded in satisfaction.
"If even a stubborn mule like you can learn that, this old man is content. A Martial Artist needs pride, but he can't let it cloud his judgment. Look down on the enemy strategically, but take him seriously tactically. That's how you avoid a nasty fall."
Black and White Impermanence both nodded, committing Old Mu's lesson