"Don't kill me!"
The moment he entered Nourishing Life Master, Mu Changsheng roared. At the same time, his No Heaven began operating at full power, making his figure increasingly hazy and illusory.
"...."
Lü Yang opened his mouth to speak, then frowned in displeasure. "Daoist, what kind of person do you take me for? A Demon who kills at the slightest disagreement?"
With that, he retracted the Great Mighty Spirit Qi he had already formed at his fingertips.
Mu Changsheng: "..."
'And you have the gall to say you're not a Demon!?'
That being said, he didn't dare say it to Lü Yang's face. He could only grumble internally while a wide smile bloomed on his face as he bowed respectfully.
"You are absolutely right, Daoist. I was being reckless."
"Your heroic image from that day, Daoist, fighting one against three and bathed in blood, is still fresh in my mind. I often marvel at it in private. Please forgive my slight loss of composure."
