Shu Yu originally thought that just one True Word Gu would be enough to deal with Xiao Qi, but it turned out Xiao Qi had undergone training in this regard. It took feeding him three and an entire night before finally prying open his mouth.
His willpower was impressive; without the True Word Gu, he would likely rather die than submit.
It's a pity,
choosing the wrong master means no matter how good-hearted you are, you are destined to become cannon fodder.
With a flick of his sleeve, Shu Yu took a step. His Qinggong had reached a state of perfection, like a breeze. Even in broad daylight, his extreme speed kept him hidden from view.
Furai Inn.
As Shu Yu stepped inside, just about to head directly to the top floor's best room, there came the sound of horse hooves.
It was a carriage.
The servant lifted the curtain, and the exceptionally elegant Third Master Liang slowly stepped down from the carriage.
