Sitting on the Golden Throne! Spirits Worship Me!
Gu Shaoshang and Zhao Guangrong faced each other across the lake.
"Zichen should have spoken to you already! Since you refuse a public match, I could only come to you myself."
Gu Shaoshang stopped.
Tang Zichen still held onto some old feelings. She did not want to push those elders too far and disagreed with Gu Shaoshang's idea of killing them with a single punch.
She proposed a private match with Zhao Guangrong to determine ownership of the South Ocean Tang Sect.
If Zhao Guangrong won, he would be allowed to break away from the Tang Sect and independently control its affairs. If he lost, he would obediently withdraw and hand over all his authority.
Zhao Guangrong agreed!
"You're the expert Zichen mentioned?"
Zhao Guangrong narrowed his eyes. Though he valued his status and never fought unknown juniors, the temptation Tang Zichen offered this time was simply too great!
He could break away from the Tang Sect and seize control of the South Ocean Tang Sect's forces.
He could even build his Zhao family into a massive clan, like a kingdom in itself, one that would endure for centuries without decline—like the Morgans, Kennedys, Rockefellers, and Rothschilds of the West, or the great aristocratic families China had once possessed!
Countless thoughts surged through Zhao Guangrong's mind, and his heart thudded violently beyond his control.
"Excellent! Xiaoci, watch over your father's flank and see just how mighty our Zhao family's Taizu Changquan is!"
Zhao Guangrong burst into laughter and waved at the young, beautiful woman.
Naturally, he had confidence in his own martial arts. Only the drinker knew whether the water was hot or cold. Even against Tang Zichen, he was confident he could avoid showing any signs of defeat. There was no