"Ah, I knew there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world—"
Lu Hao had initially been delighted to hear Zhang Tao agree, but the moment Zhang Tao said he wanted to ask something, his head began to ache.
After all, some of Zhang Tao's questions truly couldn't be answered yet. If he told him now, Zhang Tao would want to test it and step outside the chessboard—but the time wasn't right yet. Zhang Tao would definitely be crushed to death.
"Look at how worried you are. Is that really necessary? I'm only asking a small question. Don't worry, I won't ask about any major matters—just a minor question about cultivation," Zhang Tao said with a smile when he saw Lu Hao's gloomy expression.
"Fine, ask away. I'll see whether I can tell you." Lu Hao rolled his eyes. He didn't believe Zhang Tao would ask only one small question. This guy was far too crafty; he might lead him into a trap without him realizing it.
"I've heard that the Two Kings each walked two paths. Does their strength have anything to do with those two paths?" Zhang Tao paid no attention to Lu Hao's expression.
Lu Hao had thought Zhang Tao would ask something more serious. After all that, it really was just a small question.
Had he wronged Zhang Tao?
"Fake. What two paths, three paths? It's all nonsense meant to fool idiots. Anyone who walks two or three paths can never reach the pinnacle. Truly powerful people walk a single path all the way through," Lu Hao said.
"Are you sure? But I heard that the Heaven Suppressing King walked two paths."
"Fake. That old man is definitely fooling people. If you walk two or three paths, the road ahead is cut off.