The Final Stage of the Drama!

"Facing me alone—your courage is commendable, but you're still a fool!" Uchiha Madara coldly stared at Xue Qinghe, who stood a head and a half shorter than him.

Xue Qinghe offered no rebuttal. He merely said to Madara with calm gentleness, "Before power as great as yours, Lord Madara, no amount of schemes or tricks would be of any use!"

"Hmph, you see things quite clearly. Tell me why you've come. If you're only here to waste my time, you know the consequences!"

Facing the killing intent constantly spilling from Madara, Xue Qinghe showed not the slightest fear. He answered composedly, "Lord Madara, today you have demonstrated strength capable of looking down upon the world. Continuing this fight would benefit neither side. Why not stop here?"

"Stop? Why should I, Uchiha Madara, heed your advice? What gives you the right to make me listen?" Uchiha Madara laughed arrogantly.

Xue Qinghe smiled as well. Things were progressing just as he had envisioned. All that remained was to consolidate his prestige.

"I indeed have no grounds to negotiate with you, but there is one person whose importance you absolutely cannot ignore."

Uchiha Madara's smile vanished as he coldly questioned Xue Qinghe. "Who? Even the combined forces of the two great empires are no match for me. Do you think one person alone can stop me?"

"You must have heard this person's name as well. He is Elder Rota of Tongbao Pavilion, Mister Rota! I have a close relationship with Elder Rota. If things turn unpleasant between you and me, Elder Rota certainly will not let you off easily!"

"Rota? Isn't he merely a Titled Douluo with a little strength? What have the four Titled Douluo present today accomplished?" Uchiha Madara looked at Xue Qinghe with a teasing grin, as though he did