Qian Daoliu couldn't spare a thought for the pain in his body.
He stared fixedly at the young man not far away, who was straightening his cuffs. The horror in his eyes was beyond words.
One punch!
Just one punch!
Without using a single Soul Skill!
And it had sent him flying, even with his full defensive power?
Was this even human?
He was a primordial Ferocious Beast wearing human skin!
At that moment, Qian Daoliu finally understood.
Why the Angel God Statue had trembled.
Why the Divine Oracle had told him to become a simp.
Facing a monster who treated space like flimsy paper and kicked Limit Douluos around like balls, if he didn't become a simp, was he supposed to wait for his clan to be wiped out?
"Y-Young... Young Lin Qiu."
Qian Daoliu swallowed and forced out a smile uglier than crying. "You really are... a force to be reckoned with, young man. A force to be reckoned with."
"It seems this old man really is getting old."
"From now on, the world belongs to you young people."
"..."
Lin Qiu looked at the old man's battered state and couldn't be bothered to kick him while he was down.
After all, they were going to be family by marriage. It wouldn't do to beat him up too badly.
"All right, stop trying to tough it out."
Lin Qiu casually tossed him a small bottle containing some Divine Spring Water he'd exchanged in the System Mall.
"Drink this. It'll help with your injuries. It might even get your Soul Power moving again after all these years of stagnation."
Qian Daoliu instinctively caught the bottle.
The moment he pulled out the stopper, a dense wave of life essence washed over him.
Just one breath of it eased most of