"How could you expect someone who had lain stiff in bed for decades, with all his abilities but only able to wait slowly for death, to be the same as an ordinary person?"
Monk Zhengyan's words dripped with gloating. "Tu Du is an old man, so all his life he has hated young people—especially little girls like that Shi family lass, with first-rate looks and boundless vitality. People like her drive him mad with jealousy. He will not rest until he destroys them. The fact that he did not strike ruthlessly just now already surprised me greatly."
Yu Ci shot him a sidelong glance before he could respond, but the monk hissed with laughter again. "Come to think of it, you have first-rate looks too, and your cultivation is even more refined. You are exactly the sort of person that old man hates most. You had better be careful!"
He spoke words of concern, yet no matter how Yu Ci listened, they sounded like he was eagerly awaiting the two sides to meet and fight until one of them died.
This monk's temperament was truly unpleasant! Still, this was useful information.
Yu Ci pondered for a moment, then smiled. "I am an outsider and unfamiliar with Juebi City. Could Master Zhengyan tell me a little more? Just what is so formidable about that old monster Tu Du?"
A faint glimmer shone from Monk Zhengyan's murky yellow eyes, giving him an impression of coldness and ruthlessness. Yet perhaps because Yu Ci had seen certain hidden details within the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror, he sensed that this man's inner emotions were exceptionally rich, utterly unlike his outward appearance.
The monk stared at Yu Ci for quite a while before giving a dark chuckle. "If I were you, I would run as far away