The Apprentice

After sending off Wang Li, Zian Yi grabbed a mop and began cleaning the shop, having first carried Li Anning to a bed in the back room.

The place was awash with blood, but he did not mind. With his power, he could have effortlessly cleaned the entire area with a mere wave of his hand. However, taking the easy path would deprive him of the opportunity to learn something new. He desired knowledge, and even mastering the art of cleaning was a form of knowledge.

Zian Yi craved knowledge as desperately as men craved air.

He did not care that he had just unleashed a disaster upon the High Prince's home. To him, this was merely a preview of the wrath he bore for these humans. The pain they had inflicted upon him was immeasurable. Zian Yi understood that Wang Li and his group were far too weak to kill the High Prince. That was the very reason he had sent them—they would wreak havoc and instill terror but stop short of killing him.