Yan Shi and Zhu Yan silently severed their perception, remaining silent for a long time. Zhu Yan suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "This brat sure knows how to curse without using a single dirty word."
Yan Shi murmured, "Isn't it because of your squandering?"
Zhu Yan glared, "If it weren't for my squandering, they would have attacked the Mountain Gate long ago! How many times have those guys trapped you in Immortal Heaven? Didn't they say it clearly, it's obviously a template, but they insisted on treating it as a Dao Foundation, who decided that back then?"
Yan Shi cleared his throat and said, "On serious matters, the tens of thousands of Daoist Soldiers were originally a mistake of ours..."
"Your mistake!" Zhu Yan emphasized.
