"There's no point in you going. Only that lad Mo Yang can go."
Jiangli flatly rejected Yang Qing's suggestion.
Mo Yang said to Yang Qing, "Don't worry, Young Master. Since Jiangli has already said I'm the only one who can do this, I'll go."
With that, Mo Yang headed off in the direction Jiangli had indicated.
Yang Qing wanted to call him back and give him a few more reminders, but Jiangli stopped him.
"There's no use saying more. This will be a trial for Mo Yang."
"If he can make it through, his strength will rise to another level. But if he can't, he'll remain a cripple like this for the rest of his life."
"A cripple? How could Mo Yang be a cripple?"
Yang Qing, Bu Er, and the others were naturally well aware of Mo Yang's capabilities.
Although Mo Yang had difficulty speaking, he was no different from an ordinary person in other respects. In fact, he far surpassed ordinary people.
Yet Jiangli had actually called Mo Yang a cripple?
Still, given Jiangli's temperament, it would never pass such a judgment on someone without reason.
In other words, was what Jiangli had said true?
"He originally possessed exceptional talent, but someone plotted against him and forcibly sealed away his innate abilities."
Jiangli shook its head. "If he can't break through this barrier, he really will become someone who amounts to nothing."
For a genius, being reduced to utter mediocrity was no different from being killed outright.
With that, Jiangli fell silent.
Yang Qing still had plenty of questions, but when he saw that it would say no more, he could only set his confusion aside for the moment.
To his surprise, however, Jiangli's voice soon sounded in his mind.
"The reason I didn't say this aloud is