At Grand Master Xuandu's sigh, Li Changshou's thoughts raced, and he truly grew somewhat nervous.
He was genuinely afraid Grand Master Xuandu might misunderstand something.
Suppose a Saint disciple from the Western Teachings cornered his true body. If he barely survived the first wave, then while awaiting rescue afterward, who could he count on to save his life?
At present, only the Great Mage!
The Saint Lord could not possibly act personally to save a minor disciple who had not even attained the Golden Immortal Realm.
Li Changshou naturally possessed that much self-awareness.
Thus, in a sense, Grand Master Xuandu was the timely rain in his Primordial Wilderness!
Under such circumstances, unless he had lost his mind, how could Li Changshou possibly make arrangements for the pillar of support behind him and needlessly provoke the Great Mage's displeasure?
Even if he truly wanted to make arrangements, he would have to ask the Saint Lord to issue an order and take a roundabout path to save...
Ahem, that was not important!
As for Daoist Wen Jing, that had purely been the Saint Lord's idea. It had absolutely nothing to do with him, a purely kindhearted little disciple...
Well, it could not be said to have absolutely nothing to do with him, but at most, he accounted for no more than twenty-five percent of the crucial part!
Hearing the Great Mage sigh with emotion, Li Changshou instantly brought out his strongest state to deal with it...
The best acting was to cast aside the disguise and forget that one was acting!
Li Changshou immediately displayed all the unease in his heart upon his face. Frowning, he gave a bitter smile and sighed. "Great Mage, apart from matters assigned by the Saint Lord, this disciple absolutely has not made even the slightest decision