Once again, he felt the crisis of his sect being wiped out, while the blood debt from three hundred years ago had not been repaid in the slightest, nor had the humiliation of every Star Palace disciple being treated like pigs and dogs, bullied at will for three hundred years, been washed clean.
Ye Zhengxing's heart was filled with unwillingness.
But just then, the young man waved his hand and had the boy servant withdraw.
The young man casually summoned a chair and sat down as if he owned the place, his playful gaze like he was looking at a lamb that could be slaughtered at any moment.
"Ye Zhengxing, three hundred years ago, when this young master suppressed and killed Wang Zhengyi, you were clearly staring at me with eyes full of hatred, yet you insisted on putting on an act as if you hated Wang Zhengyi to the bone, thanking this young master and willingly becoming a slave... Did you think this young master didn't know?"
The young man's words made Ye Zhengxing freeze on the spot, and an inexplicable, deep Frost Aura rose in his heart.
"This young master knows everything."
"But do you know why, when this young master clearly knew you hated me to the bone, I still left Star Palace alive, and even handed Star Palace's inheritance to you, letting you succeed as the palace master of Star Palace?"
"Because this young master needed a test subject!"
"Hahaha..."
The young man laughed smugly.
"This young master was born into the Tianxing Family, and is the seventh young master of the Tianxing Family. Since our ancestor, the War God of Heavenly Stars, my Tianxing Family has passed down the Heavenly Stars Martial Dao!"
"This young master also cultivated to the peak long ago. My strength