"Master Mo, I have arrived late. I am deeply sorry to have allowed you to be wronged." Qin Feng bowed deeply to Mo Qi, his attitude one of utmost respect.
To gain Mo Qi's help, he had once been willing to squander his entire fortune, injure Wang Xinglong, and even hang him from the main peak for three days and three nights, becoming a laughingstock in the process.
In truth, this had been his final, desperate struggle as he neared the end of his life.
He was making a bet, staking his life, his reputation, and everything he owned on the hope that Mo Qi could save him from his fast-approaching end.
As it turned out, he had won the bet!
A single, unassuming bowl of soup had not only restored his vitality but had also allowed him to unleash his accumulated potential, breaking through to the Void Realm in a single stroke and doubling his lifespan.
If his parents had given Qin Feng his first life, then Mo Qi was the great benefactor who had granted him a second.
