"I'll talk! I'll talk, alright?!" Li Xinghe shouted, appearing to have aged ten years in an instant.
"Twenty years ago, I happened to save a strange man who was severely injured and unconscious outside my home. I say strange because he was wearing an ancient blue robe. He told me he came from a sect in the Upper Three Continents, but his injuries were so severe that I couldn't clearly hear its name.
"As everyone knows, the world is divided into the Nine Continents, which are further separated into the Upper, Middle, and Lower Three Continents. Those who can be found in the Upper Three Continents are either members of the Imperial Family and Relatives, or they are top-tier prodigies.
"So, I decided to save him, hoping to earn a fortuitous connection.
"But unexpectedly, while he was unconscious, he mumbled a lot in his sleep, mostly about opportunities, treasures, and the like."
Murong Xiaoyi smirked. "So, you killed him?"
