Tang Wen opened his mouth, but swallowed all the excuses he had originally planned to make.
There was no need for clever people to beat around the bush when they spoke.
The fact that Mu Tianyi could sit here and say those words already represented Shrek's stance, in a sense.
He took a deep breath, rose to his feet, and cupped his hands toward Yan Shaozhe and Mu Tianyi.
"Dean Yan, Young Master Mu, Tang thanks Shrek for its assistance."
"But the Tang Sect is a legacy passed down by Ancestor Tang San. It has endured for ten thousand years. Tang is unworthy and cannot claim that I will bring glory to its name, but at the very least, I cannot let our ancestors' foundation be lost in my hands." His voice was not loud, but he enunciated every word clearly. "Therefore, Tang cannot accept your terms. Farewell."
He turned to leave.
Mu Tianyi did not stand, nor did he put down his teacup. He merely spoke unhurriedly. "Sect Master Tang, if you leave now, there really will be nothing left to discuss."
"Once the Supervision Group withdraws, the Iron Blood Sect will launch another attack. At that point, without the Supervision Group's help, can the Tang Sect still withstand this assault?"
Tang Wen's feet seemed nailed to the ground. He did not turn around, but his shoulders visibly tensed.
Mu Tianyi's voice continued from behind him. "Sect Master Tang knows whether I am telling the truth."
"If you refuse, the Tang Sect will still be lost. And it will not be through 'merger,' but through extermination."
"Tie Li will not negotiate terms with you. He only wants the Tang Sect's land, wealth, everything... As for its people, he will kill every one he can."
Tang Wen's fingers trembled.
He