"Perhaps... Elder Yuheng wasn't trying to persuade me not to be rash, nor was that his main goal," Feng Ziyang thought. "His main goal was to express his concern for me, and then let my master know of this 'concern'..."
Jiang Li suddenly understood the inexplicable expression Feng Ziyang had just shown.
It was awkwardness and embarrassment.
This inexplicable expression was one of difficulty.
Having realized this, Jiang Li couldn't help but sigh deeply: Truly worthy of being an elder of our Dinghu Sect.
Even the tactics of flattering a goddess were so wise, so tasteful, and no matter how you looked at it, it wasn't obsequious but simply showed concern for a junior. Yet, it fully achieved the effect of flattery.
With such tactics and wisdom, Jiang Li could only say: Bootlickers are indeed something else.
"Senior Brother, you have it tough too."
Jiang Li sighed and then made a cupped fist salute before taking his leave.