Li Xuanxuan listened in stunned disbelief, his hand trembling where it was gripping his white beard, hardly daring to believe it, and asked,
"Who? Xuanfeng?!"
"Indeed, Elder!"
An Siwei knelt down and replied,
"Reporting to the Elder, it's absolutely true!"
"Ah... Haha!"
Li Xuanxuan laughed briefly, returned to his seat in the main position, and while stroking the Jade Cup, said with a mix of disbelief, joy, and worry,
"So... Xuanfeng has already reached this point! The old man couldn't see the situation clearly, to think I underestimated him..."
He sipped his tea, nodding with a smile,
"Good! He beat Murong Wu into both physical and spiritual destruction... good! The Buddhist Practitioner was beaten until rebirth, my brother truly is a first-rate character, scaring them into panic is only right."
The old man set down the cup, pondering to himself,
"Vomiting golden blood... I wonder if his injuries are severe..."
