"An opening? Why don't you ask your mother whether she wants one, and whether she still wants to seize the throne? Or are you planning to let the contract you schemed to make me sign run into more twists and turns?" I asked coldly. Dongfang Yu looked horrified, thinking I was about to fly into a rage. He hurriedly nudged Yue Jinyi beside him, then whispered a few words to her.
Yue Jinyi looked at me, her expression changing as well. However, since her shell was that of the current "ancestor" of the Dongfang Household, she could not help looking at me and saying, "Fellow Daoist Xia, in your opinion, what would be the most appropriate way for us to handle this matter?"
"Appropriate? This is your household affair. How you handle it has nothing to do with me. But since you've touched my people, how I deal with it is my choice as well. If a conflict breaks out between us, what do you think should be done?" I retorted coldly. Yue Jinyi's eyes sank, and she began weighing the gains and losses involved.
When a person's strength reached a certain level, whatever they said would, imperceptibly, already count as correct. The choices they made for themselves would often take the initiative to become other people's decisions. That was why countless people racked their brains to climb higher, while countless others refused to remain stuck in place!
"I understand!" Yue Jinyi looked at Dongfang Jin and soon gritted her teeth. "At this moment, we were engaged in a decisive battle with Dongfang Nian, and Dongfang Nian was executed. Dongfang Jin, the Alliance Leader of the Eastern Immortal Alliance, died after fighting valiantly! From this day forth, there is no longer any person named Dongfang Jin in this world! Yet