"Submit to the Marquis of Chu?!"
Cui Chongshan sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, disbelief written all over his face.
"Ancestor, absolutely not! That Li Xinge is nothing but a petty man who has risen to power, arrogant, overbearing, and disdainful of everyone. Our Cui Family has a serious feud with him. Wouldn't submitting to him be offering up our faces for him to slap? No, absolutely not!!!"
Cui Chongshan shook his head like a pellet drum.
"Utterly foolish!"
Cui Yuan roared in anger, a chilling gleam suddenly bursting from his cloudy eyes.
"Face? A feud?"
Cui Yuan scoffed, looking at Cui Chongshan as though he were an idiot.
"Chongshan, oh, Chongshan, what am I supposed to say to you? You've already cultivated to the Divine Mansion Realm, so why is your head still filled with the swaggering, brawling notions of some street thug?"
Cui Chongshan flushed under the scolding, but dared not argue.
"In this man-eat-man world, before a lineage meant to endure for countless generations, that so-called feud isn't worth a damn!"
Cui Yuan stared coldly at him.
"You killed a few of my people, I killed a few of yours—these stale old grievances are worthless before overwhelming interests! With enough weight on the scales, even the man who killed your father can sit at the same table with you and trade toasts!"
"But Ancestor... that bastard Li Xinge avenges even the slightest offense. His heart is narrower than the eye of a needle. If we submit to him, will he really tolerate us?"
Cui Chongshan asked hesitantly.
Cui Yuan snorted coldly. "You know his heart is narrower than the eye of a needle, yet you still oppose him?"
"I... I..."
"You knew it was an unwise choice, yet for a moment's wounded