"Do I need to explain myself to you before I strike?"
Hearing this, Immortal King Ao Sheng felt utterly humiliated.
Who does he think he's looking down on?
He beat me into this state without even a word of explanation?
That's too overbearing.
"You thought you'd covered your tracks perfectly. But if an Immortal King hadn't told Ao Ling where I was, how could he have known?" Meng Chuan said coldly.
"Could a mere Remnant Immortal have divined my whereabouts?"
"Would a mere Remnant Immortal dare attack my heir?"
Ao Sheng had erased the traces of karma, leaving everything blank.
But a little deduction was enough to tell Meng Chuan that something must have happened behind the scenes for the Remnant Immortal to act.
If the Remnant Immortal had truly been so unyielding, he would have attacked Shi Hao the first time Shi Hao set foot at the Immortal Hall's gates.
Besides, given Meng Chuan's mastery of karma...
Ao Sheng's methods were nowhere near subtle enough to escape notice.
After all, Meng Chuan's true body had cultivated the Cause of All Fruits, even if his Primordial Beginning Body had not.
For Ao Sheng to play games with karma before him was truly Meng's Axe-Wielding.
Meng Chuan had evidence, but he had no desire to show it to Ao Sheng.
Beating him like this would plainly humiliate him more.
It wasn't enough to beat a man; Meng Chuan wanted to strike at his heart.
And his heir had been treated this way. Even if Shi Hao would suffer no real harm, and Meng Chuan had long anticipated it,
he couldn't ignore the matter simply because the Immortal-Breaking Curse wouldn't torment Shi Hao or strip away his cultivation.
That would only let people like Ao Sheng gloat behind his back and look