Li Huowang gently clutched his wound, moving slowly until he reached Jingxin's room. He leaned against the wall and laboriously sat down.
"Even you can't deal with Master Danyang?" Li Huowang asked.
"Of course we can. We just have to kill you."
Jingxin's words made Li Huowang laugh. "I didn't expect you to be such a comedian, Master."
"I'm not joking. Master Danyang's roots are now thoroughly embedded in you. You are one of his three unfinished corpses."
"You want to live, but you also want to separate yourself from your master. That is indeed a delicate task. After all, your connection is too deep. You could say you're already half Master Danyang yourself. This is also why I didn't directly remove the Black Taisui from your stomach. Right now, it's not just a part of Master Danyang; it's a part of you."
