Qin Xi felt that Qin Dao was definitely under the Masked Man's influence right now. When the time came, if things went badly, he really might turn himself toward the dark side.
In that case, it would be better to have him start learning the Law of Fantasy from him now, guiding him little by little toward the light.
When the time came, perhaps when he faced the Masked Man himself, he would also have the ability to protect himself.
Qin Dao looked at Qin Xi speaking to him like this, and for a moment, he could not react.
What exactly did Qin Xi mean by saying this?
Qin Xi continued explaining to him, "I know some things like cultivation methods. They can strengthen the body, and when you encounter enemies, they also give you the ability to resist. I wonder if you're interested."
At this point, Qin Dao was certain that Qin Xi was saying this to him, and he was extremely happy inside. He nodded again and again, truly grateful to Qin Xi, and said, "I'm willing. I'm willing to learn."
Qin Xi said to him, "Good. From now on, every night after dinner, I'll teach you some of the Law of Fantasy."
Qin Dao was truly overjoyed. He immediately stood up in his coarse linen clothes, his hands still bearing a few calluses, and looked at Qin Xi as he cupped his fists with both hands, imitating the way those people treated their masters, though his movements were not especially practiced.
He said to Qin Xi, "Thank you, Master."
Qin Xi's face really darkened a little. After all, he truly was not his master. Moreover, he was only one of his own clones. Strictly speaking, he was Qin Xi himself. Qin Xi did not expose any of