Duling Great Emperor spoke, his words cold and his expression cruel.
Whenever he recalled the scene of the Lord of Death's death in battle, all he felt was envy.
Some people were alive, yet he was already dead; some people were dead, yet he was still alive.
In his youth, he had been vigorous and proud, refusing to submit to anyone—not even an Immortal. He had believed that he could become an Immortal in the future. But later, when faced with death, he had chosen to kneel. That profound moment showed that his so-called invincible Dao Heart had merely been self-deception.
Looking back on the past, he felt some admiration for the Lord of Death.
Yet the more he admired him, the more ashamed he felt of his own conduct and the more he sensed his own ugliness.
He also began to see many things more clearly.
Duling Great Emperor said, "There are many things one shouldn't take too seriously. Taking them too seriously will not be beneficial. That person is my son-in-law; I can't sell him out, nor can I simply cut him down with a single blade. Or rather, I'm his father-in-law, so he can't possibly cut me down with a single blade either."
"When dealing with people, one must leave some leeway. It will make meeting them again easier in the future!"
Exposing Prince of Snow Star's identity would not benefit him in the slightest. Instead, it would be like slapping his own face.
The shadow said, "Your Majesty, you're right!"
Was he?
Right my ass!
This Your Majesty was ruthless and vicious. Had he killed too few brothers and fellow cultivators over the years?
Even some of his sons and daughters had been killed by this very Your Majesty.
If he did not care about his