"Senior brother, I suspect that Respected Master might have his sights set on the Upper Realm's Heavenly Dao!"
"Wait, senior brother, don't be quick to hit me; I'm telling the truth. Think about it, Respected Master once took us as disciples in the Lower Realm, and what happened after that? He then knocked out the Heavenly Dao and took its place himself."
"Now that Respected Master has come to the Upper Realm, he's repeating the same pattern; isn't that enough to prove something?"
Zhang Han stood beside Ye Luo, speaking eloquently, expressing his point of view to the latter.
Ye Luo didn't speak, just quietly listened, without uttering a word.
When Zhang Han had said everything, he too didn't speak a single word.
Seeing Ye Luo silent, Zhang Han subconsciously glanced over at him.
"Senior brother, why aren't you saying anything?"
That's what Zhang Han asked.
As soon as he spoke.
Ye Luo didn't reply.
Instead, he used the back of his Immortal Sword to pat Zhang Han.