Faced with Chen Changsheng's words, none of the five spoke. They merely sipped the hot tea in their hands in silence.
After five breaths, Desperate Valley was the first to set down his teacup.
"We know full well how powerful the God-Slaying Weapon is."
"We have also long experienced the countless tricks up your sleeve, Chen Changsheng."
"But such a vast gap in strength cannot be swiftly bridged with these little things."
"You wave those two or three cards around all day to flaunt your might. Aren't you making us lose too much face?"
At those words, Chen Changsheng likewise set down his cup. He leaned forward slightly and stared straight at Desperate Valley.
"Lose face?"
"Don't you find it laughable to say something like that to me?"
"From the very beginning, I was a Chess Piece you used to counterbalance the Four Brahma Three Realms and Little Immortal Elder."
"If I'm not mistaken, many people in that era happened upon opportunities within your Forbidden Grounds."
"I was one of them. Zhang Bairen was one. Nalan Fuyao was one. Besides us, there were many gifted talents whose names I never knew, who had long since fallen."
"Outsiders do not know what the Uncanny looks like, but there is no way you do not."
"Beyond the Uncanny, the Giant Hand that might return and the Four Brahma Three Realms watching like tigers eyeing prey were all problems that gave you quite a headache."
"If you stepped in personally, you would suffer grievous losses. Yet if you did not, you had no confidence in dealing with such powerful enemies."
"So you wanted to raise a few puppets of your own, then use their hands to deal with those people."
Meeting Chen Changsheng's gaze, Desperate Valley said calmly, "You seem to be overthinking