Seeing this, a triumphant smile appeared on Jiang Xiaobai's face. He looked at the old man without saying another word.
"You little brat, you really are..."
The old man sighed helplessly and sat dejectedly across from Jiang Xiaobai.
He thought he could use some means, even his identity and power, to put Jiang Xiaobai in his place. Even if he couldn't succeed, he wanted to assert his position, right?
Yet after this brief confrontation, he suddenly realized he had no means to deal with this little fellow in front of him!
Make a move?
Impossible. He was merely a consciousness, left behind from the time he was an Emperor. Although a consciousness of an Emperor was formidable, he knew he wasn't a match for Jiang Xiaobai at all.
But being manipulated by this kid like this was indeed very frustrating!
"I, an old man who galloped through the Earth Immortal realm for many years, you're the first little fellow to make me eat humble pie."
