"Pfft—"
Ma Long, enduring the pain, gently sliced his wrist with the longsword in his hand.
Then, Ma Long turned towards Li Xin and said,
"Li Xin, I really want to thank you for teaching me such a magical spell! Thank you so much!"
"Hmph—You don't need to thank me; in fact, I could teach you these things because of my teacher! If you had no relationship with my teacher, I wouldn't have taught you this spell!"
Li Xin looked at Ma Long with an icy expression and said coldly,
"So, the person you should be grateful to is my teacher Yan Moshan! Do you understand?"
"Why? Why would you teach me just for him?"
Ma Long asked, puzzled. In his view, Li Xin hadn't known Yan Moshan as long as he had, so why would he help him for Yan Moshan's sake?
"Hmph—"
Li Xin chuckled lightly, looking at Ma Long and said,
"It's quite simple because my teacher regards you as a brother!"
"Is it really that simple?" Ma Long was somewhat shocked.
"Of course, what did you think?" Li Xin retorted.