"Wait," Ye Xuan said suddenly.
"Young man, what else do you have to say?" Lu Li sneered, his face full of disdain. "There's no point in bringing up your background at a time like this. Even if you do, it won't work. Even if you were a Prince of the Sky Empire, or the young master of the Profound Mystery Sect or the Nine Yang Sect, the consequences for making a fool of me would be the same. Scared now? Too late!"
Ye Xuan's expression was blank. He shook his head and said, "To be honest, I've never known fear. I just think it's a pity. I deliberately lured you out this time not only because I wanted you to refine two things, but also because I saw you had decent talent and was prepared to teach you the secrets of the Hundred-Turn Tempering Skill. But now, it seems you don't appreciate the gesture at all."
The moment Ye Xuan spoke, the anger and disdain on Master Lu Li's face were instantly replaced by shock.
'What? The Hundred-Turn Tempering Skill?'
