Origin

Seeing Luohou finally leave, Yuan Tian could not help but let out a sigh of relief. As for whether Luohou would return with a sudden counterattack, Yuan Tian was not worried in the slightest. The Daoist Yangliu before him was no pushover. If Luohou dared to pull such tricks, Daoist Yangliu surely would not mind showing him a little color. Now that baleful star had finally left, Yuan Tian could temporarily relax. Only temporarily, though—there was still one in front of him. This old Daoist was clearly far more troublesome than Luohou. Yuan Tian had no idea what purpose he had in seeking him out, nor whether it was good or bad. "Senior, may I ask what business you have with me?" Yuan Tian decided it would be best to get straight to the point. Otherwise, if they kept circling around, he might end up getting himself tangled in the maze.

"Hehe, relax. It will not be a bad thing." Seeing how nervous Yuan Tian seemed, Daoist Yangliu could not help but reassure him.

"Oh!" How could Yuan Tian not be nervous? When he said it was not a bad thing, did he mean it was not bad for him, or not bad for Yuan Tian? Do not play word games with me. Although I like playing word games myself, that is when I am playing others. If someone else plays me, I will not like it at all.

"Enough, enough. Look at how nervous you are—truly embarrassing!" Daoist Yangliu said when he saw that his persuasion did not seem to have any effect. It was unknown whether he found Yuan Tian's nervousness embarrassing, or whether he was embarrassed that his reassurance had failed. Perhaps only he himself knew.

"..." Yuan Tian felt thoroughly depressed. He really wanted to retort,