The last thing Yuan Huaizhi saw was Xiao Qingyi slowly walking towards him. He frowned and said, "You're still not restrained even though you're a rat. Aren't you looking for death by coming out in broad daylight?"

Then he broke off a branch with lush green leaves and gently covered it with it.

Yuan Huaizhi wanted to talk to Xiao Qingyi. Didn’t he intend to deal with anyone in the first place?

He just wanted to be famous, to be the imperial teacher of the Wei Dynasty, and to stand out.

His parents died when he was seven or eight years old. He wandered until he was twelve years old when he met a lame Taoist priest. Because he stole half of the Taoist priest's bread, the Taoist priest put a curse on him, and one of his feet would always be oozing pus.

He was unwilling to give up, so he chased the lame Taoist for more than a thousand miles, only to get a few words of advice from him. However, he could not even be his disciple because the lame Taoist said that he had evil intentions and would go astray and harm himself and others if he learned from him.

He didn't believe it, so he learned the basics and traveled around to study, and finally achieved some success.

At first, he just wanted to make money, and he succeeded. If he hadn't met Zhang Qingcheng and realized that he had only learned the basics, he would not have developed a competitive spirit and wanted to continue learning some real skills.

During one meditation session, he felt his soul leave his body and float by his side. He suddenly grabbed it back, and in his panic, he unexpectedly figured out the soul-sucking technique. He also received compliments from several wealthy businessmen and felt that he would definitely become successful.

If it weren't for Xiao Huaiqing, he didn't want to meet Zhang Qingcheng, because Zhang Qingcheng studied regular Taoism, but he studied the art of trickery, and was originally going to the Great Jin Kingdom.

If one had never seen a remarkable person like Zhang Qingcheng, he would naturally be treated as a guest of honor.

One wrong step, and then another. Not only was he counterbalanced, but his cultivation was completely lost, and he would die with regrets. Now he was a rat, being bullied. Looking back, wasn't it his own karma?