What his younger brother could do, why couldn't he?
But the fact proved that breaking through the Fourth Grade wasn't so easy.
And he was simply not a match for the Barbarian King.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't defeat that thirteen-year-old brother of his.
Li Ping'an arrived at the camp gate, gazing at the distant firelight. He didn't move forward but sighed and turned away... Today, he didn't want to go home; he wanted to wander around.
He walked for two days and two nights, arriving at the "Eternal Night Line," or "World Boundary," mentioned by Li Yuan, and then stopped, leaning against a large rock and sighing.
After a while, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"A true man, why sigh?"
Li Ping'an abruptly jumped up.
Because he hadn't sensed anyone approaching at all.
"Who are you?"
He looked warily at the newcomer.
It was a gentle man wearing a wreath on his head and holding a Li Staff.
