"What is that saying? Proximity to vermilion makes you red, and proximity to ink makes you black. Spending so much time with you, this blank sheet of mine unknowingly turned dark."
"Your ability to pass the buck is getting better. Fine, I'll try your method and see if I can fall asleep quickly," the Evil God reminded. "But when you duel with that old man, make sure you don't lose. If you die, I won't be able to get out of the Divine Bow."
"Don't worry, I'm quite curious about your sleazy appearance, so I must ensure I survive just to meet you at least once."
Li Fei teased, and ever since becoming a Martial King at peak level, his tone naturally gained confidence.
During his previous encounter with the Eagle-eyed Elder, to be honest, he had no confidence in defeating him. It's different now. Though peak-level Martial Kings are just two realms higher than mid-level Martial Kings, the power disparity is quite exaggerated.
