The old Daoist was indeed almost provoking, with a massive aura emanating from him.
It was clearly just a simple aura, yet it stirred the heavens and earth like a sharp blade.
Such behavior was hard not to get noticed, especially by people of their Realm.
When Li Yingqi arrived with a grim face, the old Daoist was particularly mocking, yawning on purpose.
"When you're old, you get sleepy easily. If you were any slower, this old man would have fallen asleep."
Li Yingqi's already grim face became even more unsightly. He had many things to do, but he didn't want to waste time on this old man.
With a cold tone, he asked, "You deliberately lured me here, what do you want?"
The old Daoist straightened his clothes and gave a polite bow.
"Nothing much, this humble Daoist just wants to visit the Central Continent for a stroll, and give you a beating before I go."
Li Yingqi almost laughed in anger. How could he not know the old Daoist's capabilities?
