Faced with Chen Changsheng's question, Zhang Yu Sheng asked softly, "What does Sir intend to do?"
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng said calmly, "Now that I have returned to this old place, I am not here to set schemes in motion, nor am I here to make plans."
"I only want to prepare a coffin for an old friend!"
At that answer, a smile appeared on Zhang Yu Sheng's face.
"Sir has finally come to understand. Yu Sheng is happy for you."
"Though the Underworld cannot compare to a Forbidden Ground, it has an Unyielding Spirit all its own."
"Even should heaven and earth shatter, the Underworld will never bow or scrape!"
Hearing Zhang Yu Sheng's reply, Chen Changsheng pressed his lips together and said, "Why go this far?"
"Sir is mistaken. None of this is something we stubbornly insist upon—it is simply how we ought to be."
"How long has the Chang Sheng Epoch been in chaos, and how much longer will it take before peace returns?"
"All of this is the cycle of the Heavenly Dao."
"But Sir, like an existence beyond the Heavenly Dao, ended this chaotic age ahead of time."
"Now, only a few 'branches and leaves' remain. Such trifling matters should naturally be handled by us."
"But if you do not use my method, you will die."
"So long as we can uphold the faith in our hearts, then our deaths will be worthwhile!"
Zhang Yu Sheng's voice rose several degrees, and his eyes shone with brilliant light.
Then Zhang Yu Sheng looked at Chen Changsheng and said,
"Sir, many people say that you were wrong."
"But in Yu Sheng's eyes, Sir was never the one in the wrong. It was the people of this world."
"They cannot understand Sir's foresight and vision, so naturally, they