Hearing of Huo Hu's actions, a single thought surfaced in Fang Qingyuan's mind. He wasn't marveling at Huo Hu's courage, but at the truth that age and cunning go hand in hand. 'That Wei Tong is a true master of manipulation, to have a cultivator scion like Huo Hu wrapped so tightly around his finger.'
'It wasn't enough for Huo Hu to risk his life once, and now he's eagerly running back for more. I have no idea what kind of magic potion Wei Tong fed him.'
'Did this Huo Hu only grow his cultivation base and not his intellect? Did he train so hard he fried his own brain?'
Fang Qingyuan suppressed his internal monologue and continued listening to Zhang Yuan spill the latest news.
Zhang Yuan continued.
