Watching Ouyang brush off his clothes, Leng Qingsong slowly stopped pouting, a hint of a smile entering his eyes, but then he pressed his lips together again.
He had fled back to Little Mountain Peak in such a panic not because he had caused some terrible disaster outside, nor because he had encountered a cultivation bottleneck and needed his elder brother to clear up his confusion!
It was because he was afraid-terrified, even!
Recalling what he had seen above the boundless sea in the Extreme Eastern Land, Leng Qingsong could not help trembling all over.
Leng Qingsong said in a low voice, "Brother, if you don't like me cultivating, just say so! Why did you have to send me east?"
Ouyang's hand paused. Looking at Leng Qingsong, he asked, "What did you see over there?"
So Brother really did know about that place!
But how did he know?
As far as I remember, Brother had never been there, had he?
As someone the system had rated a "Child of the Plane," Leng Qingsong's intelligence went without saying. From just a few words from Ouyang, he knew that this whole journey had been part of Ouyang's plan.
But why his elder brother would scheme against them was something Leng Qingsong could not understand, and it was what angered him most!
If his elder brother did not like him cultivating, he could simply cripple his own cultivation and never cultivate again.
His elder brother had saved his life. If he wanted it, he could take it at any time.
Why did he have to do this?
Didn't this mean a rift had formed between Brother and me?
Leng Qingsong looked at Ouyang with confusion and fear in his eyes. This boy had never feared anything in the outside world; instead, what frightened