Liao Junyi widened his eyes: "Who is it, come out and face me."
"Hehe, I can't roll, it seems Liao Junyi, you know how to roll, why don't you roll for me to see?"
Liao Junyi was furious and immediately summoned his Flying Sword: "Come out, you sneaky thief."
A figure descended from the sky: "Who's the thief talking about? Who's the one who faked their death to join Xuanqing Sect under a new name?"
Liao Junyi glared at the person in front of him, gritting his teeth: "Li Shuning, is it you again? Again you ruin my plans."
Li Shuning laughed: "What if I ruin your plans? Scum like you should be punished by everyone."
"How did Mingwu Sect treat you? How did Xuanqing Sect treat you? What about Xiaoqian, how did she treat you? A person like you, whose conscience was eaten by a dog, how could you have any gratitude? Now that you've become a Mahayana Cultivator, you want to wipe out all of Xuanqing Sect. If you had stayed in Mingwu Sect, perhaps they would've met the same fate."
