"Sir, come play with us."
On the wooden brothel, a group of colorfully dressed flower demons were attracting guests. In one of the elegant rooms inside, a middle-aged man in a white robe with six lingzhi-shaped monkey ears was listening to every movement within a hundred miles.
At this moment, he was listening to the conversation on the cliff platform.
Jiang Li's guess was correct, Wuzhiqi had indeed been paying attention to some people's situations, including Li Qinglian.
Although his main purpose for going north was to Break the Gold Dam and advance to third grade, for a Great Demon like Wuzhiqi, the need for revenge against Lawless Freedom for killing his son was equally imperative.
This had nothing to do with whether there was a deep father-son affection or not. The mere fact that his son had been killed and his face had been lost was enough to ignite Wuzhiqi's desire to kill.