The instant a rotten egg came flying at him, he knew that these ordinary people would probably never believe his nonsense again.
In that moment, every illusion he had about these ordinary people came crashing down. In truth, he had brought all of this upon himself.
If he had been able to keep his status and position within reasonable bounds, none of this would have been such a big problem. But there was no way around it.
To put it bluntly, situations like this were usually tied to one's own actions. When Saint Lord Taichu returned home, he ordered his disciples to go to Zhang Tieniu's arena match and tear the whole place down, declaring that those people were not allowed to cause trouble there.
Although those orders and words could have some effect, to put it bluntly, they also made many people feel that Saint Lord Taichu was far too domineering. They did not dare stay around him.
It was not because Saint Lord Taichu was domineering. On the contrary, it was often because he was too tolerant of them that such things happened.
Tieqiu smiled and said, "Master, I've been fed up with them for a long time. We should've torn down their arena ages ago. If we let them keep putting on airs over there, I don't think that's a good thing. Master, there's something else I need to tell you. I don't know how you'll react to it."
"The truth is, most of the time, those people look at us strangely, especially Zhang Tieniu. Don't be fooled by how honest he looks on the surface. He's much more upright and unyielding than we imagined."
"Why don't we just secretly assassinate them? If we do that, I'm sure they won't dare do those utterly heartless things to