In truth, Hun Ruoruo had indeed thought the same.
In her eyes, the reason Soul Hall had ultimately fallen into a state beyond redemption was inseparable from the sheer number of enemies it had made.
Although every one of them was ruthless and cunning, whenever their own dignity was involved, they all seemed to lose their minds, itching to flaunt their identities as members of Soul Hall everywhere they went.
After enough of that, how could they not make enemies of the entire world?
The image of Hun Miesheng's proud expression when he said, "By the Lord's order, we shall stand against the world," flashed through her mind, making Hun Ruoruo feel even more disgusted.
Even the Hall Master held such thoughts. It was only natural that these people could not change their way of thinking.
After all, in the eyes of those on the Dou Qi Continent, displaying one's strength and methods was undoubtedly the best way to earn respect and awe. That was also why they had embarked upon the path of cultivation.
But Hun Ruoruo did not see it that way.
In her view, if they were going to make enemies of the entire world anyway, then they should naturally keep a low profile and bide their time. Only after gaining the strength to crush everyone should they choose the perfect moment to tear away all pretenses.
In that regard, Soul Hall was truly far, far inferior to the Soul Clan led by her own father.
If those ancient clans had not disdained the situation in Central Continent, they would likely have noticed something amiss with Soul Hall long ago. They certainly would not have given the Soul Clan time to grow.
If you wanted to grow, you had to lie low!
Since Soul Hall had been