C594 The Core

Lee Zhiyuan stood there. He was only in his forties, but his temples were already white. Clearly, over the past year, this man, who was not good at speaking, had endured a lot of pressure.

Seeing Lee Xuan, he only nodded silently, and his eyes flashed with gratification.

"Xuan, next time, you must not go out. We won't cultivate this immortal anymore. Just stay at home and live a peaceful life