"Father-in-law's steps are inscrutable and hard to discern. I looked closely, and they don't even consume inner strength. So when my strength is exhausted, my defeat would be even more embarrassing. In that case, it seems Father-in-law went easy on me!"
Zhou Mu said with a smile, looking at the weathered silhouette disappearing at the Heavenly Palace Gate, his gaze involuntarily carrying a hint of admiration. To blend the mystical with martial arts, without strong inner strength, yet able to avoid misfortune, truly opened his eyes!
"Getting hit and you're still smiling! Are you craving abuse?" Gu Changsheng glanced at him and turned to walk up the steps.
At the door, he turned around again, "My old man has entered the capital, and the Heavenly Palace has prepared a welcome banquet. Would you like to join?"
"Naturally!" Zhou Mu chuckled, stepping forward to follow.
