"Lord Tasting Swords hadn't urged me to fight him. There was no need to rush. After all, we'd already waited so long—what harm was there in waiting a little longer? Besides, Young Friend Xia had just defeated Lord Tasting Swords in the dreamscape. Technically, we'd each won one match, so there ought to be a buffer period. After all, now that we understood each other, a sword fight without any novelty would be meaningless. Lord Tasting Swords didn't like entering a battle he had no confidence in." Lord Taihua said this.
"Lord Taihua, you mean that both sides know each other's sword techniques like the backs of their hands, so the outcome is no longer suspenseful, right?" Supreme Elder Qingwei asked, stroking his beard.
Lord Taihua nodded. "Precisely. If that were the case, would you still hand your opponent a victory?"
"Of course not, especially when everything is on the line." Supreme Elder Qingwei smiled. He looked at me with undisguised envy. He clearly hadn't thought I could win, yet I had actually triumphed in the final battle of the dreamscape.
"So Lord Tasting Swords still needs some time to digest that battle, doesn't he? No matter what he was like in the dreamscape or what he used to be like outside it, this old man stands on his side. After all, without him, Lord Mengxue and I wouldn't be standing here right now. Don't you think that's only right?" Lord Taihua said.
Some nodded, while others remained silent, but most looked toward me. I said, "Of course. People have both good and evil within them; a purely good person doesn't exist. Even sages make mistakes. If that alone were enough to define someone as evil, that would be far too one-sided."
"Young Friend truly possesses great wisdom. This old