Yang Lin thought that if, one day in the future, he lost a battle and ended up on the brink of death, or even died...
Little Huo Yuhao would definitely have his Dao Heart shattered.
By then, that boy alone would surely provide an ocean of emotional value.
Of course, Huo Yuhao probably would not be the only one.
Those who firmly believed he would always be the strongest would also have their Dao Hearts shattered.
Just like that summer, when everyone believed the strongest man would win.
But the result they eventually received was that the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer had been cut in half...
At the time, the news had swiftly topped the trending searches in country after country. It was easy to imagine how many people's Dao Hearts had shattered...
Huo Yuhao chuckled. "I'm just telling the truth."
Bei Bei spoke up as well. "I agree with little Yuhao on that. At least so far, I've never seen Brother Yang lose a single match."
Bei Bei paused, then continued:
"Thank goodness you stepped in, Junior Yang. Otherwise..."
After speaking, his feelings were tangled. He had thought that, aside from the three freakishly strong newcomers in the Outer Academy whom he could not beat,
he should have been the strongest among those under fifteen.
He had never expected to lose today to a girl a year younger than him.
I've been slacking off a little...
While they were still chatting, a knock came at the door.
Wang Dong went over and opened it, revealing a figure standing outside.
The newcomer wore white and held a flask of wine, a faint scent of alcohol clinging to him.
With a blade of grass between his lips, Li Bai greeted everyone casually.
Then his gaze settled on Wu Liuqi, and he said: