Li Hao cupped his hands toward Cui Yuesheng and said, "Thank you, senior, I have made up my mind."
Seeing Li Hao so resolute, Cui Yuesheng's expression flickered uncertainly, and finally, he glared resentfully at the red-nosed old man before turning to leave.
The red-nosed old man grinned broadly, his brows dancing with delight. Once the others had dispersed, he said to Li Hao:
"Kid, you have a good eye, but I wasn't lying when I said earlier, the foundation of our Great Dream Nine Abysses is beyond what they can imagine!"
Li Hao shook his head with a smile. In his heart, the old man had no credibility. He wasn't inclined to delve deeper since the sect differences didn't greatly impact his cultivation.
