Li Guishen didn't avoid Feng Mu, speaking to himself as if talking to himself, yet seemingly asking Feng Mu.
Aside from his profound Martial Arts, Li Guishen also delved into the study of fate. He knew this world's logic was the most unfair, often tending towards the strong getting stronger, the weak getting weaker, the rich getting richer, and the poor getting poorer.
Just like human fate, the will of heaven — the greatly superior is wholly superior, without a weakness, and the greatly inferior is wholly inferior, with no strength. Or perhaps everyone is just mediocre.
Like Feng Mu, who was a mix of great strength and weakness, he couldn't be said to be unique, but was one in ten thousand. If not for born differences, it must be that he changed his fate after birth.
Li Guishen's eyes glowed with a ghostly green light, staring unblinkingly at Feng Mu, unnerving the latter with a feeling of being stripped naked and fully exposed.
