Seeing Long Xingyu fly into a rage, even assuming the posture of wanting to kill him outright, Yang Chen showed no fear. He merely said coldly, "So, Commander Long, you greatly respect the Great Emperors' wishes?"
"Of course. A Great Emperor's command stands above all else. They appointed me, Long Xingyu, as commander, so naturally I accepted the duty without hesitation," Long Xingyu said slowly.
The implication behind his words could not have been clearer. He wanted to tell Yang Chen—and everyone present—that his position had been bestowed by the Great Emperors, and so had theirs.
As for Yang Chen, he should never dream of turning things around.
Yet Yang Chen remained composed. He had long expected Long Xingyu to say as much, and merely replied blandly, "In that case, Commander Long, you have not forgotten why the Great Emperors appointed you commander, have you?"
"What other reason could there be? This Yang's level of strength is enough for me to shoulder such responsibility!" Long Xingyu said proudly.
"Fine. Since that is the case, Commander Long, I truly am curious just what your level of strength is. Since you keep saying that the Great Emperor experts appointed you commander because of your strength, and since you claim to revere the Great Emperors' wishes, why don't we have a match? If you lose, how about stepping down from that position immediately?" Yang Chen said in a frosty voice.
At first, he had still harbored some misgivings toward Long Xingyu. But now, he had seen through the man completely. Long Xingyu simply was not fit for the role at all.
A person like Long Xingyu would stop at nothing for his own private gain. From beginning to end, it seemed he had not used his brain once when speaking. Who knew what