"Ha ha ha, You Tiesheng, do you really think that in this day and age, the Beitang Imperial Clan can remain as powerful as ever?
"The times have changed. Beacon fires rage across the land, wars break out time and again, and the imperial dynasty already shows signs of its final days. Besides, the Beitang Imperial Clan was able to suppress the realm in the first place only because it took advantage of the martial path's waning era. Now that the great tide of martial arts is rising, what confidence or strength does the Beitang Imperial Clan have left to suppress the realm?"
Liang Muqiu was a cautious person, and of course, a clever one as well. She could tell that You Tiesheng was changing inwardly too.
Though every word of his emphasized the terror of Liang Muqiu's true enemies and pointed out the reality that she could never avenge herself in this lifetime,
his true aim was still to shatter Liang Muqiu's fighting spirit, killing intent, and hatred, thereby weakening her combat strength.
It would be best if they could avoid fighting. But if they had to fight, then through this clash of words and minds alone, You Tiesheng could still seize a certain advantage.
"Besides, you are hardly here out of the kindness of your heart to persuade me. You have cultivated Grandmaster martial arts, and your skills are unmatched. I imagine you have grown tired of being the Beitang Imperial Clan's dog. You want to stir up my hatred for the Beitang Imperial Clan so that I will give up fighting you to the death, don't you?"
Liang Muqiu stood tall and proud. Her tone was sonorous, her voice light, yet it resembled the hum of a saber, shaking ripples through the void.
You Tiesheng sighed. This