Seeing Dugu Bo misunderstand him like this, Li Han did not explain.
After all, it was easier to understand if he was thought to have received a divine assessment than if he possessed a system.
And fundamentally speaking, that was not wrong either.
Perhaps the system itself was some kind of assessment.
It was simply not an assessment to become a god, but to become an immortal.
"Senior, since you've called it a divine assessment, how can I casually tell others about it?
It's a secret."
Li Han pressed his index finger to his lips and smiled faintly.
"Fine, this old man won't ask.
In any case, just remember that you owe this old man a Ten-Headed Purple Ganoderma Pill."
Dugu Bo left with a smile on his face, convinced that he had figured out Li Han's trump card.
So he really had a divine assessment!
This boy had the makings of a god!
That made it all the more important to get along well with him.
The favor Li Han owed him had practically become a natural chain of bonds, tying the two of them together.
Dugu Bo felt like he had struck gold.
"Of course I remember what I promised you, Senior."
Satisfied with Li Han's promise, Dugu Bo departed.
"Master truly sees everything coming. You even predicted Poison Douluo's actions without the slightest error!
Silver Moon is impressed."
The flattering Silver Moon appeared right on cue after Dugu Bo left. Li Han rubbed her head and returned to his chair.
"When people desire something, they expose their weaknesses.
Dugu Bo's weakness is his granddaughter.
As long as someone can pave the way for her, he will soften.
So, none of this was difficult to guess."
As Li Han spoke, he picked up the book beside him.
"Hehe,