"You?"
Meng Chao and Long Feijun both glanced sideways.
"Is there a problem?"
Shen Yupeng said expressionlessly, "I know that many people now have quite a few criticisms of our Nine Great Cultivation Families, and that among the 'Nine Great,' there have indeed emerged quite a few scum who are selfish, lawless, and steeped in vice.
"But there is one thing you must make clear—you may doubt the character of Transcendents from the great families, but you absolutely should not doubt their courage.
"Unlike those great clans of the Earth Era that endured for centuries, forever perched on high and lording it over others, the Nine Great Families of Dragon City Civilization had clawed their status out from between the surging Beast Tide and the Sea of Corpses and Blood with nothing but their fists, blades, and blood over the past half-century.
"Do you really think that after merely a few decades, less than two generations, the courage of Transcendents from the great families had all been squandered away amid debauchery and indulgence?"
Before his words had faded, the secret police from the Nine Great Families behind Shen Yupeng stepped forward in perfect unison, their bright eyes fixed on the Martial God Hall Disciples opposite them.
From their arrogantly raised chins and flared nostrils, they seemed to be saying without the slightest attempt at concealment:
"Move aside, brat. Back when our fathers were fighting savage monsters to the death on city battlefields blazing with fire, who knew which little nook and cranny your fathers were hiding in, trembling like leaves?"
Sensing their provocative stares, the Martial God Hall Disciples clenched their teeth and narrowed their eyes. A light as sharp and snow-bright as bayonets burst from their gaze as well.
Meng Chao and Lü Siya exchanged a glance and promptly