Nian Liandan snapped, "What arrogant boasting. If the Great Khan were truly here, only death would await you!"
Song Qingshu's heart stirred, and he asked, "Could Temujin also be a top-tier master?" According to the records in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Guo Jing had followed Temujin in his youth to conquer the realm. Back then, Temujin seemed not to know any profound martial arts. Even if he had taken up martial arts afterward, his progress should have been limited. Yet from the other man's words, and the fear lurking beneath his wariness, Temujin's martial arts clearly had to be formidable.
But how was that possible? Martial arts could not be mastered overnight... Song Qingshu suddenly froze. In a sense, he himself counted as a master made in a short time. If Temujin had obtained a martial art like the North Darkness Divine Skill, he could also become a top-tier master in a short span. Now that the Mongol Empire swept across the world and controlled territory stretching tens of thousands of miles, finding such secret manuals should not have been difficult.
Nian Liandan snorted. "The Great Khan's depths are unfathomable. How could people like us possibly fathom him? But you have shown disrespect toward the Great Khan. If those words reach his ears, even Prince Ruyang's Mansion will not be able to protect you."
Song Qingshu set aside his jumbled thoughts and said coolly, "I do not need Prince Ruyang's Mansion to protect me. You, on the other hand—even if you drag out Temujin's name, you still cannot save your own life."
Nian Liandan was so enraged that he laughed instead. "Hahahaha! Do you really think you have me cornered? Yes, in terms of internal strength alone, you are somewhat stronger than I am. But martial arts are