Chapter 351: Getting to the Root of the Matter

Shi Lao Da scratched his head, not quite sure how to answer, when Hou Niao chuckled,

"Just say whatever comes to mind, who would seek retribution based on the words of a mortal like you?"

In the Cultivation World, mortals were not condemned for their words—did a tiger ever care what an ant said about it?

Shi Lao Da grinned, "I'm not qualified to comment rashly on the Immortal Master. Even if I spoke the truth, it would just be superficial observations. Please don't laugh at my shallowness, Immortal Master.

When I first arrived at Sangmu Island, I was still under my father's tutelage, and my younger brothers were not of age yet; back then, the Immortal Master was an elderly figure with a noble demeanor. I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I knew that it was rare to see him—maybe not even three times in many years?