Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Nine: The Method of Restarting

Without a doubt, Gong Zheng was a strong man, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of his willpower. Therefore, Tang Luo did not hesitate to applaud him.

If he had been lucky enough to be born into a rich family like the Tang Clan, perhaps his current achievements would have been remarkable. Unfortunately, some painful experiences had shaped him into the martial arts practitioner he was today.

Upon hearing Tang Luo's applause, Gong Zheng's face suddenly turned pale. He had merely intended to voice his grievances, but he had said too much. His wife and daughter were still in Mi Hou's hands, and if his words angered Tang Luo, who would look after them if he did not care for his wellbeing?

When he thought of this, Gong Zheng's expression froze, turning into an expression of fear. Stuttering, he said, "I. I. Just now. I was talking nonsense, you... should not take it to heart."

Tang Luo waved his hand, chuckling lightly, "You are absolutely right, I completely agree."