"Hmph! Yan Zhu, it was because of your sinister thoughts back then that you were judged by many daoist fellows. Do you intend to tread the same path today?"
Recalling the events of that time, Chen Tian'en spoke sharply and without courtesy.
"Haha, actually, I must thank all of you for your kindness back then. Otherwise, I wouldn't have reached Path-Entering Mid-Level cultivation today, nor formed ties with Han Fei, my Daoist Fellow."
Contrary to Chen Tian'en's expectations, Yan Zhu did not get angry.
Perhaps, his rage was buried too deeply to surface.
"Path-Entering Mid-Level, so what? Daoist Fellow Ye is also Path-Entering Mid-Level, and this old man won't take long to stabilize at Path-Entering Mid-Level as well."
Chen Tian'en shook his head, exasperated. Some people simply forget the pain once their scars heal.
Perhaps Yan Zhu should not have been spared back then.
"Tsk, tsk! If it's just the two of you, that's hardly worth mentioning."
