"You have successfully enraged me." The middle-aged scholar drew a deep breath, and the crimson in his eyes gradually calmed. He looked at Yue Yang with an icy gaze. "Originally, I only wanted to reclaim what belonged to me. But now, I regret to inform you, young man, that provoking a sufficiently powerful expert in a fit of hotheadedness is not a wise move."
"If you want to be a whore, don't put up a chastity arch." Yue Yang gave a scornful sneer. "I don't see any need to be polite to a traitor. That's all there is to it!"
The middle-aged scholar said nothing more.
He no longer wished to wage war with Yue Yang through words, because he had discovered that doing so was extremely unwise.
Toward the Third Young Master of the Yue Family, whom he had initially believed he could control and suppress, he had to admit that if it came down to a war of insults, he truly was no match for him. This brat's tongue was not merely vicious—it was sharper than a blade!
Against an opponent like this, the middle-aged scholar felt the best method was to crush him like an ant with absolute strength. Against an opponent whose intelligence was no less than his own, absolute strength was the best and final blow. Of course, after extensive investigation, he had already learned what strength and trump cards this young man possessed. First there had been the unsealed Void and Jiuxiao; later, even the Ancient Demon King, the Queen of the Nine Luminaries Tribe, and the Sun King of the Central Divine Temple had fallen one after another before this Third Young Master of the Yue Family... Moreover, this brat had powerful support behind him!
If he had not possessed absolute confidence, he