Never mind Liu Hui, but what was the deal with Jin Sanpang?
A bone age of fifteen, and an Early-stage Vajra Realm cultivation!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, you could beat Wu the Old Ghost to death and he still wouldn't have believed it.
Forget the Mountain and Sea Empire; even in the vaster world beyond it, you would never find a second person who had reached the Vajra Realm at the age of fifteen.
At the very least, Wu the Old Ghost had never heard of such a thing, nor were there any records of it in his wife's Cold Cicada Bloodline clan.
Wu the Old Ghost could tell that both Liu Hui and Jin Sanpang held a deep, heartfelt admiration and reverence for Mo Qi.
'Could it be that Mo Qi's strength and talent are even more terrifying than Jin Sanpang's?'
Before this, Wu the Old Ghost had always considered Mo Qi a capable person, but he thought this capability lay in special skills, not in raw strength and talent.
'It seems I've still underestimated Mo Qi.'
