Nemesis

Seeing how angry he was, Zhouzhou quickly said, "Master Yin, why don't you stay with us for a few days? You can also see Yin Shuo's progress."

"He's your grandson, so you must know him well. He's not a fool."

Upon hearing this, Yin Hua sneered, "Not a fool? He got sold out and is still counting the money for the ones who did this to him!"

Though he said this, he knew deep down that his grandson wasn't actually dumb.

Take his talent in metaphysics, for instance—it was indeed impressive. Even if he had been fooled in other areas, metaphysics wasn't something you could easily fool around with.

Could it be that the Sanqing Temple really had some kind of secret technique?

Li Yuanming might be useless, but that was because he was inherently poor in skill.

However, his disciples weren't bad, especially this one.

Over the years, he'd heard people praise her.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Zhouzhou, eyeing her curiously.