Li Banfeng lay in the Portable Residence for most of the day before he finally recovered. Throughout this time, the Phonograph held him tightly.
This was why Li Banfeng had returned to the Portable Residence. He knew that after the onset of his condition, he might completely lose control.
He possessed a Fifth Layer cultivation. If he were to let loose and start killing, not a single soul in the inn would be left alive. Fortunately, his wife could still restrain him.
He sat on the edge of the bed and calmly asked the Phonograph, "My dear, there's a technique... you push someone, and they fly off. You can fly, and others can fly too. What's that technique called?"
Li Banfeng's speech was slurred, and he sounded somewhat confused. His wife gently soothed him, "My dear, why do you ask this?"
"It's my enemy's technique! I'm going to find him and take revenge!" Li Banfeng stood up to leave but was embraced by the Phonograph.
"My dear, you can't go."
