Although Meng Qi had never seriously watched a complete palace intrigue drama, he had at least seen enough to know how things worked.
The moment Su Ziyu raised his tail, Meng Qi already knew his purpose and intentions. He could not help but sneer.
"If you're worried that I've come back to seize your title, there's no need. Don't measure me by your own narrow-minded standards.
"Otherwise, if your attitude is poor, then although I don't care about this title, I might truly compete with you for it.
"Do you think the weight of a newly crowned Martial Champion is enough? Is a place in the top ten of the Human Ranking enough?"
After Su Ziyuan had borrowed his status and tried to use legitimate birth to suppress an illegitimate son, Meng Qi directly and openly used power to suppress others.
Especially as he spoke, the victorious momentum he had gathered no longer held back, blooming freely.
How could young masters like Su Ziyu and Su Dingyu, who had never once left the Divine Capital, have ever seen such a scene?
Even though they had force-fed themselves pills to reach seven or eight apertures under Meng Qi's pressure, the weakness hidden within those advancements still left them utterly incomparable to Meng Qi now.
Su Dingyu had come with his younger brother because his brother needed to display the bearing of a legitimate son. Having said those earlier words was already his limit.
The true villain still had to be played by him. If he could directly anger the proud and arrogant Reckless Vajra into leaving, that would naturally be even better.
At the very least, they could give him a show of strength.
Yet before it was even his turn to speak, Meng Qi's grand and overwhelming momentum bore down