Shao Pingbo, staring at the scene in the pool, cast a cold sidelong glance at him. "Courage has nothing to do with it. I was forced into it by you, sir."
Jia Wuqun: "My lord did not wish to come. These matters were not enough to kill you, so they could not force you."
Shao Pingbo studied Yuan Cong, who was speaking on his behalf, for a moment longer. "Wasn't this meant to lure me here and kill me?"
Jia Wuqun: "You came under the name of Jin's envoy, sir. How would I dare kill indiscriminately?"
Shao Pingbo said, "Since I have come, can you tell me why you harmed me before?"
Jia Wuqun: "It was deliberate harm, an intentional test! If my lord could not even avoid such a trifling calamity, then death would be death. What right would you have to stand here, much less discuss the world with me?"
Shao Pingbo's gaze flickered. He understood what he meant and raised his brows slightly. "Discuss the world?"
Jia Wuqun nodded. "Ever since my lord was in Northern Province, Jia has kept an eye on you. With ambitions such as yours, are you willing to remain nothing more than a schoolteacher?"
Shao Pingbo neither confirmed nor denied it, merely saying coolly, "What is there to discuss?"
Jia Wuqun: "So long as the Nine Saints stand, the world will never know peace!"
The words were like a stone shattering the sky. Shao Pingbo was greatly shaken. He abruptly turned to face him, looked him up and down, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
Jia Wuqun remained calm. "In this world, the only true heroes are my lord and Jia! If you and I join hands, great things can be achieved!"
Shao Pingbo's heart lurched in secret.