Time quietly slipped away in the calm, and before he knew it, it was the next morning. Xiao Jie sat cross-legged in the living room, meticulously scanning every corner within a ten-mile radius for one last time. A moment later, he sighed softly with a hint of regret—there really wasn't any shortsighted fool daring to provoke this newly promoted Immortal and court disaster.
"Alright," he shrugged, it seemed that true idiots were not as numerous as he had imagined. Of course, it was more likely that those at the pinnacle who were aware of his identity and capable of taking action had no true fools among their decision-makers, fully understanding the risks of rashly testing an Immortal.
"What a pity, I was hoping to experience that 'kill the chicken to warn the monkey,' test the waters kind of feeling." A faint disappointment swept over his heart. After all, having extraordinary power but no place to wield it always felt like something was missing.
