Yuki handed that memory storage device to Xuanyuan Shisi, but Xuanyuan Shisi signaled him to keep it.
"I've got plenty," Xuanyuan Shisi said while showing the large pile of storage devices in the storage space on his waist.
"They're all memories our master doesn't want others to know," Xuanyuan Shisi said with enthusiasm, "each one, I guarantee—each will make the old man want to punch someone!"
In Yuki's heart, a sense of respect immediately arose: "Senior brother... Is the living environment under the tenth martial god this good?"
Xuanyuan Shisi turned serious: "Junior brother... Let me ask you, if you don't cause trouble, wouldn't the master still beat you? Would he go easy on you and let you win once or twice in daily training? No way, right? Has he become such a person now?"
"Uh... well, probably not much different from the tenth martial god in your impression."
