He suddenly lifted his shirt, revealing a bronze-colored lower back where a hideous scar had severed the muscles of his waist.
Xu Yunfan's pupils constricted. No wonder Elder Lv hadn't used his back for power when swinging his hammer. Instead, he used a technique that relied on thrusting with his shoulder blades.
"Back then, half the mountain at Divine Weapon Ridge collapsed... Which of the thirteen major powers in Qingzhou didn't go scrounging through the ruins for a piece of the pie? This injury is from back then."
After speaking, Lv Yi seemed to feel he'd said too much. He coughed twice, drank a cup of wine, and continued slowly.
"Otherwise, why would I have ended up retiring in Beiye City... Forget it. Let's not talk about that. You just asked, and this old man got carried away and ran his mouth a bit."
Putting his shirt back on, Elder Lv flicked his wine cup with a finger and said.
