Father and Son Begin Training
Old Li knew his son had hypnotic abilities, but he'd never imagined the little brat would use them to deal with opponents like this.
Was this some kind of cheat?!
That wasn't fair!
"Senior, you won! Hooray!"
Yu Yue, the Security Bureau's newly promoted combat expert, turned into a devoted fangirl once again. She paid no attention to her colleagues, whose movements Li Bai had locked with his Immobilization Technique. They were frozen in all sorts of bizarre attack poses, looking downright eerie.
Aside from Yu Yue's voice, the great hall was utterly silent.
"What's going on?"
Major Xue picked up where Regiment Commander Qian had left off.
"It's hypnosis!"
Old Li had thought Xiao Bai had finally changed his mind, and that his lifelong mastery would at last have an heir.
But now, it was obvious he'd been getting his hopes up for nothing.
What was all this about hypnosis?
Wasn't the family-inherited Mystic Gate Orthodox Divine Refining Art good enough?
Why did he have to mess around with this crooked nonsense?
Back when Old Li had planned to teach his little brat this method of cultivating inner True Qi, the thick manual hadn't even lasted a week. It had been taken apart for paper airplanes, or stuffed into the coal stove to play with the fire, until it was reduced to ashes.
It was more annoying and boring than a textbook. Better to burn it as an offering to heaven early. —Li Xiao Bai
There was a reason the Old Li family liked disciplining their kids with a Webbing Belt. Li Bai had no grounds to complain.
"Hypnosis?"
Regiment Commander Qian and Major Xue both looked at him as if to say, "Are you kidding me?" They couldn't believe it.
If everyone could