Wang Hao pointed at the young man in the distance and cursed.
Chen Changsheng hurriedly tried to dissuade him. "That attitude is far too arrogant. You should rein it in a little. It'll be terrible if we can't beat him."
"We can't beat him?"
Wang Hao asked in surprise. Chen Changsheng nodded. "Of course we can't. He's the Zheng Family's foundation!"
"Then what do we do?"
"Go apologize to him!"
"Fine, I'll apologize!"
With that, Wang Hao actually walked straight toward the young man, then bowed respectfully.
"Senior, I apologize to you!"
Looking at Wang Hao before him, the young man's eyes remained utterly still.
"You broke through three Great Worlds of my Zheng Family, and now you put on this hypocritical act. Are you humiliating me?"
"Ha ha ha!"
Faced with the young man's question, Wang Hao burst into loud laughter.
"My apologies. I thought you didn't know about those things!"
"After all, you've lived for so long. It's perfectly normal for your old eyes to grow dim."
"But then again, we never wanted to blow things up this much. It was just that your Filial Descendants were far too arrogant."
"We came to negotiate in the spirit of peace, but all they did was call us mud-legged peasants."
"My anger flared up, so I could only kill them all."
Wang Hao casually recounted the entire course of events.
Seeing this, the young man said, "And the master of the Nether River Forbidden Ground deserves to be called a good person?"
"What are you saying? Can't Demon Cultivators do good deeds?"
"Though I, Wang Hao, truly haven't done many good things, I'm a Demon Cultivator with principles. Even I wouldn't do the things your Zheng Family has done."
"Besides, the words 'mud-legged peasant' deeply wounded my heart."
At that,