Shi Wu yawned while making tea and gossiped in his heart.

"That woman was so powerful with poison yesterday, but the Second Elder doesn't know how to use poison either."

"The most powerful poison master in this demon world is still the Poison Palace, which belongs to the Third Elder..."

"It's so complicated, I feel like my head is going to explode."

Ming listened to her inner thoughts, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He looked at the setting sun across the mountain.

He said in a calm tone, "The five elders are all hoping that I will die soon, so that they can enter the Demon Cultivation Realm to practice openly and steal my magic weapon."

"But these people can't beat me, so they don't dare to come openly, so they send some spies and assassins in every year."

"You thought you were so clever. You used someone else's name to kill me. Even if you didn't kill me, it would at least make me suspicious."

"You want to use me to get rid of your competitors."

"Haha, these people only grow older but not smarter."

"They are just more stupid than the other."

As he said that, Ming threw the teacup in his hand down the cliff.

"Why!"

“What a pity!”

Shi Wu muttered in his heart.

That teacup is so nice, what a waste.

Ming looked up at her and met her gaze.

Shi Wu pursed his lips and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"He looked like he had a hint of sadness in his eyes."

"This scene, coupled with this handsome yet broken face."

"It would be a shame not to hug."

"It would be better to kiss again. The sun will shine on our cheeks. It's so romantic..."

"What a pity, it seems that the Grandmaster doesn't understand love."

"What's the point of having such high magical powers? What's the point of being handsome? There's no one to inherit it."