Actually, if one looked at the issue from the standpoint that the two men were equally strong,
Saint Lord Taichu would definitely wipe out that brat completely. He would never let him keep making a racket in front of him.
Of course, if one considered it from another angle, to put it bluntly,
there was no need to fall out over this. Would that not make it impossible for Saint Lord Taichu to save face in front of others?
For someone of Saint Lord Taichu's standing in the Jianghu, what mattered most was not anything else, but his image.
Once that image completely collapsed, how would he recruit disciples in the future?
At that moment, Saint Lord Taichu smiled at the other man and said, "What do you think? I believe what I just said was rather philosophical. If you have any objections, just take them out on me."
"Why take them out on my disciples? What do they know? They are just a few dogs tagging along behind me."
"Aren't you quite formidable? Come on, I'm standing right here. If you really are capable, come fight me and let me see exactly what level your strength is at!"
Without saying a word, Zhu Yeqing turned and left. Saint Lord Taichu felt that the situation had become far too serious.
He absolutely could not keep turning a blind eye.
When Saint Lord Taichu saw that even a nobody like Zhu Yeqing dared to throw his weight around before him, he knew it was time to erupt.
If a tiger did not show its might, did they take Laozi for a sick cat? How could Laozi let them bully him forever?
Saint Lord Taichu immediately gave his disciples an order: in the coming days, if anyone was willing to challenge him