Color was still manageable!
But what about the power? How was he supposed to deal with the power?
Though both were a kind of energy, they could in truth be called two completely different things. Could they possibly be the same? This was undeniably a higher-order power.
That being the case, once Li Su used it, not only would its power be immense, it would also suppress most Xue Family disciples.
Wasn't that going to cost him his life?
Even if he truly became the husband of the Xue Family's legitimate daughter, he was still an outsider. The two sides were not familiar with each other at all.
What was more, there wasn't actually any love between him and Xue Xue. They had only ended up together because of a string of coincidences, making their feelings even thinner.
Under such circumstances, did he think the Xue Family could accept this? They definitely couldn't!
If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it either.
It was like an empire in peacetime, where a general held command over a million-strong army. Did he think the emperor could still sleep soundly?
Forget peacetime—even in wartime, the emperor would probably be uneasy at heart.
Fuck, was this Xue Family cursed or something?
The legitimate daughter was a trap, and that was one thing.
But why did even the cultivation technique come with such a goddamn pitfall?
It had taken him less than ten minutes to master the cultivation technique, but he spent a full three hours complaining about it.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Forget it... whatever, this would do.
After being miserable for a while, Li Su gave up and decided to let the broken jar stay broken. Things had already come to this; even if he shouted until the sky split open,