The streak of escape light flying out from Changli Island was vivid in color, without the slightest trace of any other hue, and exceptionally condensed.
Clearly, its owner's True Qi had to be pure to achieve such a degree of refinement.
Within that streak of escape light stood a green-robed man with an indifferent face and eyebrows that swept into his temples.
Judging by his features, he bore an eighty-percent resemblance to He Lizi, and his bearing was even more alike.
When he saw He Lizi's sword light hovering in the distant clouds,
He Manzi, who had just flown out from Changli Island, also paused slightly, seemingly surprised.
But he ultimately did not approach He Lizi or say anything. He merely turned his escape light in silence, intending to leave.
"I heard you struck up a friendship with Chen Heng in the Flowing Fire Grand Transformation Grotto-Heaven. You must have come to Changli Island this time on behalf of your master, True Person He, to cultivate a friendship with him?"
Just as He Manzi turned,
a quiet voice also rang out from the distant clouds:
"Unfortunately, your timing is poor. Earlier, when I was at the Dao Registry Hall, I caught a glimpse of Chen Heng from afar. He should still be inside studying scriptures."
"The Dao Registry Hall?"
He Manzi looked thoughtful.
"This is how you behave when you see me, unwilling even to call me senior brother? Is this how True Person He teaches his disciples?"
He Lizi spoke mildly.
"Senior brother?"
He Manzi clenched his fists and gave a cold laugh, his face expressionless.
"Not senior brother. I ought to call you elder brother!
"But you were heartless enough to abandon Father back then. He nearly cried himself blind over you, lost all desire for food and