Assent

"Good. Then count me in. I'll be cultivating wholeheartedly on Lan Mountain for the time being. Once you're ready, come find me there."

Xiang Yang's reply was so clean and decisive that it caught Rong Xi somewhat by surprise. He had not even finished half of the speech he had prepared; the other half, meant to persuade him, died unborn in his stomach.

"Brother Xiang trusts us so readily? Though we keep our word, there are far too many people in this world who speak one way and act another. Aren't you afraid that once we succeed, we'll tear down the bridge after crossing the river?"

Rong Xi should not have asked such a superfluous question, since it might create an unforeseen complication.

But he was truly too curious, and so he pursed his lips and asked.

"Not really. If you want to tear down the bridge after crossing the river, you need the strength to do it first.

"You, Wanyan Bo—your martial arts are decent, and your realms are not low. But your actual combat strength is rather limited.

"Even Tang Wuyi, Liu Yin's strongest subordinate, is no more than a defeated opponent beneath Xiang's hand. Unless Six Yin Superior comes personally, you should be worried about yourselves, not me."

His resolute face brimmed with confidence, and a faint curve lifted the corners of his mouth. His shallow smile held the warmth of sunlight, making Xiang Yang look like an exceptionally amiable and kind young man.

Yet the arrogance revealed in his words stood in complete contrast to his expression and appearance.

"Indeed. That is why High Person and I chose Brother Xiang as a partner. We can more or less trust your character. So long as we discuss everything clearly beforehand, there should be no fear of falling