"You're right to correct me."
Cao Bao bowed and accepted the instruction. "But if we let him off just like that, won't that be too easy on the brat?"
Zhang Quan shook his head. "I only hope he's willing to let me off."
Cao Bao's eyes widened. "Sir, what do you mean?"
Zhang Quan said, "I've received word that he's already reached the Skin Tempering Fourth Layer. It's terrifying. Look at the cultivation conditions the young master has, then look at his.
"Yet his cultivation is advancing even faster than the young master's. I truly regret coming up with that scheme to have him impersonate the young master. If I hadn't plotted against him, we wouldn't be in this position."
"There's no need to lament, sir. No one has eyes in the back of their head."
Cao Bao lowered his voice. "Since things have come to this, shouldn't we cut him down before he grows any stronger?"
Zhang Quan shook his head. "It's too late. We've lost the initiative. He's extremely cautious, and there's Li Dashan, whose strength is unfathomable. We have no chance."
Cao Bao frowned. "Then what should we do? You intend to let the matter rest, but there's no guarantee that brat won't hold a grudge. What if he bides his time and makes trouble for us?"
Zhang Quan gazed into the distance. At least I still have the young master. He'll save me. As long as I cling tight to his leg, there's no hurdle I can't get past.
Deng Qing watched Zhang Quan disappear into the sea of people. His face remained as still as an ancient well, but inside, he sneered.
He did not even trust Li Dashan, let alone Zhang Quan, whose record was stained with misdeeds.
Deng Qing had even considered