Xuanwu Realm

Before Li Zhe finished his sentence, Xie An's body suddenly flashed—he slapped Li Zhe's face heavily.

The latter was startled, holding his head. His brain was dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, only to see Xie An standing right in front of him, looking down on him, "This slap was on behalf of grandmaster Li! If junior brother did less of these unscrupulous things, our Xuanyang Sect's reputation would naturally be several times better."

Li Zhe was first furious. Then, he thought about something, suppressing that rage. His fists tightly clenched, and his fingernails etched deeply into his skin.