Tomorrow, I can finally leave.
The sense of urgency dissipated suddenly, and Zhang Fusheng felt the vast freedom ahead. Once he got away from this quagmire, he would have plenty of time to grow slowly!
Finding the reason why he couldn't break through to become a Martial Arts Master wasn't difficult.
Even becoming a Grandmaster—no, his Spirit Realm was already perfected. Once he entered the Grandmaster level, he could become a Great Sect immediately!
By then, Niu Dali?
Just a bunch of nobodies!
"Time, what I need most now is time..."
He pondered for a moment, then called his dad.
"Hey, Dad, to which city will you be transferred?"
There was a brief silence on the other end and Zhang Wentao's bitter smile came through:
"Did your Uncle Yu tell you?"
"Yeah, didn't you tell mom yet?"
"Not yet, I'm troubled about how to explain it to your mom..."
After a pause, Zhang Wentao sighed:
