"Qingyue, is all this real, or am I dreaming?"
After Su Han left, Li Mingliang's heart remained unsettled for a long time. He felt everything was too surreal, as if it were all a beautiful dream, and upon waking, he would be faced with the harsh reality again.
The Copper Tiger Saint killed? The Nineteenth Prince dead? The Crane Sword Saint switched sides? Mr. Su disguised as the Nineteenth Prince?
None of these four events were easy, yet Su Han had accomplished them all with the strength of the Supreme Realm. Li Mingliang didn't know how Su Han had done it, but it was all so inconceivable that it left him deeply shocked. Even standing in the grand hall of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, it still felt unreal.
"Grandpa, Mr. Su's capabilities are beyond our imagination. As long as we follow him unwaveringly, we will surely find a path to the heavens!"
This time, it was Li Qingyue who saw things more clearly. No matter how unbelievable these events seemed, she only believed in Su Han.
