The Dynasty's Endless Compromise

Fortunately, Lone Wolf was not covered in wounds. He crouched low, his fur bristling, claws digging into the ground, blood-red eyes fixed on the predators surrounding him from every direction.

"Privy."

Those two words were naked mockery, then humiliation carved into the hearts of everyone from the imperial dynasty.

Those who were humiliated never believed there was anything about themselves that deserved remorse or reflection. They would only believe it was the other party's stupidity and ignorance.

Wei Gang's face flushed red, yet he seemed to treat the immortals and half-immortals hidden by the Wenren Family, as well as the Wenren Family's hundreds of Void Refinement cultivators, as though they did not exist. Nor did he seem to have heard any of the truths Wenren Yiyuan had just exposed.

Wenren Yiyuan was dead. Li Xiang placed his corpse into his Storage Ring, yet when this Dao-Seeing cultivator met his end, the corners of his lips still held the delight of a scheme successfully carried out, along with the calm assurance that everything had unfolded exactly as expected.

Wei Gang drew a deep breath, and his expression eased somewhat. "Have you caused enough trouble, sir? I am Wei Gang, and I know why you came to the imperial capital. You are enraged by what the Southern Border is facing. I feel the same way. What happened within the Wenren Family... pains me to the core."

Yet even as he spoke, Wei Gang's heart was filled with Infinity-level apprehension.

At this moment, even Shao Siming did not dare show the slightest anger. Three days... he could actually sense that the Li Family's ancestor had grown even stronger!

Wenren Yiyuan had at least been a Dao-Seeing cultivator.

Yet just now, with a single strike, the Li Family's ancestor had slain Wenren Yiyuan! Only