Ma Zhentao certainly didn't believe what He Qing had said about "beating him until he submits."
A young girl like her, even though she might have a bit of courage and had unexpectedly injured him, still couldn't match his methods.
He recalled his bold experiments after obtaining the black round core, which were so incredible and illogical; he just didn't believe that this woman today could be more formidable than him, who was favored by heaven!
After all, Ma Zhentao, who had just passed the age of 30, could barely be considered young. He often read online novels. After bringing back that eerie black round core, he had long forgotten his previous fear of that monster and the withered tung flower that had once saved him and turned into dust. Instead, he was full of curiosity and ambition.
Upon returning home, he first tried the Blood Recognition.
— However, it was completely useless.
