"Now that we're done with what happened over there, it's time to talk about what's happening on our side."
Dongfang Sansan smiled, glanced at Fang Che's tense, exasperated face, and couldn't help laughing. "A Che, there's no need to be so nervous. Your uncle can guarantee that you won't die."
"Why?" Fang Che asked.
A deep, cruel smile spread across Dongfang Sansan's face. "A Che, if you really do die one day, then the ultimate battle will begin on the very day of your death! The world-destroying war that the Sole True Sect has been shouting about will truly begin on the day you die!"
He said those words with ironclad certainty!
"If you die, then by the second day after your death, at least four Vice Head Sect Leaders will be buried with you!"
"And that won't be because you're my nephew."
Dongfang Sansan chuckled, his voice even carrying a hint of playfulness. "How about it? Isn't it interesting?"
Fang Che sighed from the bottom of his heart. "Uncle, no wonder my father said that you're a madman sometimes. Now that I see it for myself, some of the things Father said really do make sense."
"Hahahaha..."
Dongfang Sansan laughed and shook his head. "Your uncle was forced into it. Without this streak of madness, I'm afraid I would've lost long ago... But as for what your father said, especially the things he said about me, just listen to them and let them go. Your father... well, it's a long story."
He immediately changed the subject.
"This time, the unjust death of Chief Fang dealt a huge blow to morale on this side."
Dongfang Sansan said, "That's why I've kept the news of your return secret until now. Now that your body has almost recovered, it's time for you