Within the Taiyin-Sun Palace, the Sun Sword Lord and the Pure-Yang Sword Heir found themselves in the same place for the first time, and it felt strangely peculiar.
"Ha ha!"
"Kid Jiang, you are a guest. There is no need for such courtesy."
The Sun Sword Lord chuckled.
With a wave of his hand, he helped the Pure-Yang Sword Heir to his feet. Then the heavens and earth around them shifted; the majestic, imposing palace vanished, replaced by ordinary blue-brick walls and white tiles, wisps of smoke curling upward.
It was the scene of an ordinary household.
"Come, sit."
"Unlike the explosive brutality of your Great Sun Sword Lords through the generations, the Taiyin-Sun inheritance is much gentler within."
The Sun Sword Lord sat cross-legged beside the thatched hut. Somewhat carefully, he took out a qian of tea leaves and casually handed them to the Sun Sword Heir. Blinking with a smile, he said, "Is this the 'weak Taiyin-Taiyang Sword Dao'?"
The Sun Sword Heir's eyes instantly lit up.
He eagerly took the tea leaves from the Sun Sword Lord, then ran behind the house to rummage through chests and boxes. He brought out a set of exquisite tea ware, fetched spirit water from somewhere, and skillfully began brewing tea nearby.
"Weak?!"
"Which bastard is spreading such rumors?!"
Jiang Ding sat upright before the tea table. Upon hearing the Sun Sword Lord's words, he flew into a rage. "Please tell me, Sword Lord—which person dared call the Taiyin-Taiyang Sword Dao weak?"
"This junior will certainly find him and give him a thorough beating!"
"That person is truly ignorant, narrow-minded, and short-sighted!"
"Please do not lower yourself to the level of such an ignorant fool, lest he dirty your ears."
The Great Sun Sword Heir spoke with righteous indignation.
His eyes