Tieqiu had too fiery a temper to tolerate others speaking ill of him like that. Only because Saint Lord Taichu was his master could he listen patiently. If it had been anyone else, he would have punched them straight in the nose, smashing their nasal bridge.
The sword in Zhu Yeqing's hand was called the Azure Dragon Sword. It had been a gift from the founder of the Azure Dragon Ranking back when Zhu Yeqing had consistently taken first place. The founder had told him that if he could continue to dominate the Azure Dragon Ranking and remain so arrogant in the days ahead, he would receive even more precious gifts. After all, in this world, ability was always the best calling card. If you were capable, people would like you wherever you went.
If you lacked ability, then no matter how desperately you begged others, they would only treat you as a joke. Zhu Yeqing was the clearest example of this sort of person—outstanding from childhood through adulthood, always praised and admired. No one could remain calm and composed after seeing him.
Zhu Yeqing looked at Saint Lord Taichu and said, "Saint Lord Taichu, although I have always respected you greatly, today I have no choice but to do something against all reason. I am definitely going to kill your disciple. He has severely provoked my personal bottom line. If I do not kill him, would that not be intolerable to heaven's law?"
Declaring in front of Saint Lord Taichu that he would kill Saint Lord Taichu's disciple was practically a slap in Saint Lord Taichu's face. Still, if the other party had the ability, there was nothing wrong with it. Let him give it a try. Young people were hot-blooded and impulsive; that was perfectly normal.
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