Yang Shizun wouldn't let him see her, and neither would his master's wife!
Qin Guan's heart surged with a thousand galloping horses. He tipped his head back and cursed at the void, "Old Undead, what did you come out for when you had nothing better to do?"
"Ha!"
Before Qin Guan had even finished speaking, a streak of Sword Qi instantly pressed against his brow. "Say that again, so I can hear it properly!"
Qin Guan swallowed, the muscles in his face twitching uncontrollably. "I was just letting out a fart. Even if I repeated it, it wouldn't smell the same!"
Everyone: "..."
"Next time you fart in front of me, I'll split your butt into four pieces."
Bukui Daoist gave a cold snort. The Sword Qi hovering at Qin Guan's brow suddenly vanished without a trace.
At that moment, everyone stood there in a daze, their expressions incredibly complicated.
They hadn't even reacted to the streak of Sword Qi that emerged from the rift in the void. They hadn't even sensed it before it was already pressed against Qin Guan's brow.
Just how terrifying was the strength of that old man, wherever he might be?
He hadn't been lying. When Qin Guan said earlier that his Master could crush them to death with a single finger, it seemed he hadn't been bluffing.
They couldn't have withstood that sword!
"Boy, have you noticed anything unusual lately?" Just then, Bukui Daoist suddenly asked from within the rift in the void.
Qin Guan furrowed his brows. "Unusual? No. I eat well, sleep well. I haven't noticed anything unusual."
"Let me tell you a secret: you've already caught the attention of something extraordinary."
The teasing vanished from Bukui Daoist's voice in the rift, replaced by a trace of gravity.
That trace of gravity