At that moment, Ji Zichang felt a tight grip on his arm and instinctively looked up, only to see the young man standing in the sunlight suddenly reach out and grasp his arm, his palm forceful as if pulsing with the rhythm of a beating heart and pulsating veins.
Li Guanyi said, "I see that expression on your face, and it doesn't seem like it."
"Besides, you were just here drinking sulkily, and you haven't done much yet, but you're already planning to go back."
"Being the head of an aristocratic family must be so exhausting and stifling for you."
"I have thought of a way to repay you."
Ji Zichang said, "I... "
The young man smiled and exerted force.
Sitting under the dense, large tree, Ji Zichang instinctively resisted.
But as an Emperor of the Fourth Layer Heaven, who still relied on his ancestral artifact to summon the Red Dragon Dharma Form, how could he possibly match a fierce general known for his combat prowess on the battlefield?
