Qi State's Ancestral Tombs Exploded [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

The old man said indifferently, "Just passing by."

After the tempering of time, there was hardly anything in this world that could easily stir a person's emotions. He himself had thought so too. Who could have known that two hundred years of self-restraint would crumble so easily under the words "just passing by"? His eyes narrowed slightly. Though the old man could not move, he showed not the slightest panic. "You said—you were just passing by?"

The last two words were practically forced out from between his back teeth.

The old man smiled amiably, but his words were dripping with sarcasm. "What else? Did you come here specifically for me?"

"You—"

The old man continued, "My surname is Jimò, and my given name is Yu."

The implication was—

If you have the guts, kill me!

Upon hearing the old man personally admit to the surname "Jimò," the visitor held down the hand he had yet to raise. Among the Gongxi Clan, only the High Priest lineage changed their surname to "Jimò."

Therefore, even though the person before him was shrouded in Death Qi and completely lacked the vigorous vitality unique to a High Priest, he still did not dare risk injuring him. Killing him would be easy, but killing him meant he had no idea when he would regain his freedom. It simply was not worth the loss.

The visitor suppressed his anger. "You didn't come specifically to find me? The Gongxi Clan went back on its word, making me bitterly keep watch for a century over a promise? And what did you mean by what you said yesterday?"

Jimò Yu countered, "What did I say yesterday?"

"You said the Gongxi Clan's High Priest had only one surviving heir."

The original self had been trapped deep in the mountains for