After all, to nurture such an outstanding young man, the power behind him is naturally not to be underestimated.
"Could it be... my grudge over my severed finger just ends like this?" Xiong Qianxing gritted his teeth, looking at his severed finger, his eyes glinting with hatred.
"Your skills are not as good as others; this is a lesson." Xiong Qianshan said in a deep voice.
"With that person's means, you're already lucky to keep your life."
"How many times have I said, our generation in cultivation must avoid being overly courageous and combative, for this is the agitation of the consciousness... You already violated the prohibition by coveting the Ghost Gate Divine Needle, and now you bear resentment after receiving a lesson?"
Xiong Qianshan shook his head, looking at his incompetent younger brother.
"Your severed finger... I'll use the Ghost Bone Technique to help you reattach it later... However, both of you must be punished, go to the Ghost Pool for three days."
