"You scoundrel."
Senior Luoo shouted angrily.
"We, the old folks, have all said that if the sky falls, it will be us who hold it up."
"When did it become your turn..."
Xiao Yi interrupted coldly, "What if you can't hold it up?"
"That's a joke." Senior Luoo sneered, "If we can't hold it up, what could you, a greenhorn, possibly change?"
"Just doing my best." Xiao Yi lowered his head slightly, a faint, inexplicable smile briefly gracing his lips.
It appeared quickly, vanished even quicker.
Anger subtly flickered across Senior Luoo's face.
He knew that despite Xiao Yi's words about not being able to change anything, this young man was essentially pushing him to change something.
Moreover, he realized this young man was incredibly stubborn. Once he decided something, nobody could change it.
No, it should be said that while someone might change it, he, as an old man, was not among them.
