Everyone understood it as clearly as if they were looking into a mirror.
If Liang Ziqing obtained this inheritance, who would believe he would let us copy it? Only an idiot would believe that.
When the time came, he could truly silence us all. That old bastard was absolutely capable of it.
But they understood one another even better: of course, even if I obtained it myself, I wouldn't bring it out. Who wouldn't keep their eyes open and say, "I didn't get it"?
If swearing was required, then swear. Who was afraid of whom?
Each person secretly ran their own little schemes, but on the surface, they were all righteously indignant, united as one, sincere and impassioned, their momentum surging to the heavens.
"Make the arrangements. Three hours from now, after night falls, bring your respective teams and gather at Black Pine Forest outside the city."
"Yes."
He watched everyone leave.
Liang Ziqing looked rather pleased.
Heh. Did you really think I believed you? I'm only making use of your strength.
When the time came, whether you said you obtained it or not, I would butcher you one by one, search your souls, and then search your Space Rings.
He then entered the study, picked up his short spear from in front of the bookshelf, and looked at it.
Back then, Liang Ziqing had been known as Sky-Intercepting Spear.
But after Duan Xiyang's White Bone Spear had shaken the world, Liang Ziqing had feared that Duan Xiyang would come looking for him because of the spear, so he had replaced his long spear with a short one.
The meaning was: Duan Xiyang, you and I have no conflict whatsoever.
Duan Xiyang had never come looking for him all these years. Of course, Liang Ziqing hadn't dared to change it