Li Ping'an switched seats with Xiaoyue and, holding the wine pot, went to sit beside his father.
"Dad, has Uncle Huanglong set off yet?"
"He left a while ago."
Li Dazhi, whose face was white and slightly chubby, ahem, slightly chubby, said with a tipsy expression,
"You see, your plan shows quick results, but the effects are only superficial, using the force of the Jie Sect to suppress the Western Sect.
"It's still up to me later. Once I've translated their scriptures, the new Great Sects will be up and running immediately."
"Translated?"
"Just using other words to explain their principles, then adding a little refinement that appeals to the ordinary beings of the Desolate Era," Li Dazhi curled his lip, "Your second aunt was a believer in this stuff before, the doctrines of the Western Sect, actually very flawed, quite crude in some areas."
Li Ping'an smiled and said, "You should be careful in your actions, don't get targeted by the Western Sect."
