A token bestowed by Luo Yan?
The three old men were only stunned by it for an instant.
The next moment.
They were shocked by Bei Mu's final words.
One stunned, the other shocked.
It was clear just how powerful that single sentence of Bei Mu's was.
"What did you say?"
"Have you gone mad?"
"Mu'er, stop fooling around!"
The three elders all thought Bei Mu had gone mad.
Bei Mu merely smiled calmly and said, "Father, Uncles, believe it or not, I am confident that within half a year, I will enter the Saint Ranking. Within three years, my cultivation will break through, surpass the Emperor Ranking, and take a place on the Venerable Ranking."
The three of them were once again shocked by his words.
Could it be that this brat had encountered some fortuitous opportunity after entering that Barbaric Continent?
Otherwise, where had he found the nerve to say such things?
"If you do not believe me, then wait and see. In as little as three days, or at most seven, not only will I have prepared how to deal with East Sea Mountain's coming campaign, but I will also raise my cultivation to the threshold of the Saint Ranking."
After speaking, Bei Mu cupped his fists and bowed to the three elders. "If there is nothing else, Mu'er shall take his leave. If the three of you truly intend to deal with Qin, simply have someone send word. Mu'er cannot stop your actions. I can only die to repay my benefactor."
Not until Bei Mu had gone far away did the three elders begin to awaken from the shock of the words he had spoken in such a short time.
If they dared to deal with Qin Shaofeng, Bei Mu would die to atone for it.