"Moreover, the outside world claims that Purple-Armored Divine Generals are unstoppable unless one has reached Dao Integration. But every family knows its own affairs—only three Purple-Armored Divine Generals working together can fend off a Dao Integration Realm cultivator."
"So the safety of this Purple-Armored Divine General concerns the security of our entire Li Family. For the sake of the Li Family, I came in person."
At this, a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of Li Xian'er's lips. The current Li Family could be wiped out by any Dao Integration Realm cultivator who happened to come along.
Purple armor, purple armor—in the end, it was still only a puppet. The Dao Integration Realm cultivator it had slain in that previous battle had been gravely wounded and at death's door. If it faced a Dao Integration Realm cultivator at the peak of their strength, even one who had only just broken through, this Purple Armor would be far from capable of resisting them.
"So that's how it is. But no matter how I look at this, something feels strange."
Ye Lin stroked his chin, deep in thought. A relative who barely kept in touch suddenly contacted you, then gave you a huge pile of benefits for no reason at all—if there was no trickery behind that, he would not believe it even if beaten to death.
"Young Master Ye, have you thought of something?"
Li Xian'er looked at the deep-in-thought Ye Buqu and asked.
"I thought of something unpleasant. You're clever, so I imagine you've made some guesses yourself."
Ye Buqu slowly said as he stroked his chin. Toutian glanced at Li Xian'er. He had long understood quite a few things—what else could others covet in an incomparably beautiful woman? If there was anything, it could only be herself.
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